Spring! And all our valleys turning into green, Remembering -- As I remember! So my heart turns glad For so much youth and joy -- this to have had When in my veins the tide of living fire Was at its flow; This to know, When now the miracle of young desire Burns on the hills, and Spring's sweet choristers again Chant from each tree and every bush aflame Love's wondrous name; This under youth's glad reign, With all the valleys turning into green -- This to have heard and seen! And Song! Once to have known what every wakened bird Has heard; Once to have entered into that great harmony Of love's creation, and to feel The pulsing waves of wonder steal Through all my being; once to be In that same sea Of wakened joy that stirs in every tree And every bird; and then to sing -- To sing aloud the endless Song of Spring! Waiting, I turn to Thee, Expectant, humble, and on bended knee; Youth's radiant fire Only to burn at Thy unknown desire -- For this alone has Song been granted me. Upon Thy altar burn me at Thy will; All wonders fill My cup, and it is Thine; Life's precious wine For this alone: for Thee. Yet never can be paid The debt long laid Upon my heart, because my lips did press In youth's glad Spring the Cup of Loveliness! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD FRIENDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE SUNFLOWER, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE FALLEN STAR by GEORGE DARLEY THE NEED FOR MEN by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND RECESSIONAL by RUDYARD KIPLING THE VICAR by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED ON MISS HELEN FAUCIT'S JULIET by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN |