THE smiling morn, and breathing spring, Invite the tuneful birds to sing, And, while they warble from each spray, Love melts the universal lay: Let us, Amanda, timely wise, Like them improve the hour that flies, And in soft raptures waste the day Among the @3birks@1 of Endermay. For soon the winter of the year, And age, life's winter, will appear; At this thy living bloom must fade, As that will strip the verdant shade. Our taste for pleasure then is o'er, The feather'd warblers charm no more; And when they droop, and we decay, Farewell, ye @3birks@1 of Endermay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OCTAVES: 12 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON EPITAPH: IN OBITUM M.S. XO MAIJ, 1614 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE IMMORTAL MIND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON FREEDOM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON PALINGENESIS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |