BESIDE a fading bank of snow A lovely Anemone blew, Unfolding to the sun's bright glow Its leaves of Heaven's serenest hue; The snowy stamens gemmed them o'er, The pleasing contrast caught my eye, As on the ocean's sandy shore The purple shells and corals lie. I saw the flower -- what tumults rose Within my heart, what ecstasy; The captive soul no brighter glows, When hailing life and liberty. 'Tis spring, I cried, pale winter's fled, The earliest wreath of flowers is blown, The blossoms withered long and dead Will soon proclaim their tyrant flown. How smiles the sun in yonder sky, How pure the vault of ether swells, How sweet to hear on mountain high The tinkle of the shepherd-bells. The meadows don their green array, The streams in purer currents flow; On sunny knolls the lambkins play, And sport amid the vales below. The humble Anemone blows, The blue-bird now is on the wing, How soon will breathe the blushing rose, How soon will all around be spring! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECRET LOVE; SONG by JOHN CLARE TO LIZBIE BROWNE by THOMAS HARDY MY LOVE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT A BLACKBIRD by WALLACE STEVENS EPITAPH by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE SUMMONS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 24. DOMINI EST TERRA by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ON MY DEAR GRANDCHILD SIMON WHO DIED ... ONE MONTH AND ONE DAY OLD by ANNE BRADSTREET |