I Hail! festal Easter, that dost bring Approach of sweetly smiling spring, When feather'd songsters through the grove With beasts confess the power of love, And brighten all the scene. II Now Youths the breaking stages load, That swiftly rattling o'er the road To Greenwich haste away; While some with sounding oars divide Of smoothly flowing Thames the tide: All sing the festive lay. III With mirthful dance they beat the ground, Their shouts of joy the hills resound And catch the jocund noise: Without a tear, without a sigh, Their moments all in transport fly Till evening ends their joys. IV But little think their joyous hearts Of dire Misfortune's varied smarts, Which youthful years conceal; Thoughtless of bitter smiling woe, Which all mankind are born to know, And they themselves must feel. V Yet he, who wisdom's paths shall keep, And virtue firm, that scorns to weep At ills in fortune's power; Through this life's variegated scene, In raging storms -- or calms serene, Shall cheerful spend the hour. VI While steady virtue guides his mind, Heav'n born content he still shall find, That never sheds a tear: Without respect to any tide, His hours away in bliss shall glide, Like Easter all the year. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 15. TO THE LORD GENERAL FAIRFAX by JOHN MILTON ON A FLY DRINKING FROM HIS CUP by WILLIAM OLDYS TRAMP, TRAMP, TRAMP by GEORGE FREDERICK ROOT THE HONEYSUCKLE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SONG OF SLAVES IN THE DESERT by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE ANGELS OF BUENA VISTA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |