A FRIEND brought sweetest violets, And laid them in my lap to-day, And straight the Winter afternoon Put on the brightness of the May. The silent flowers, with subtle breath, Beguiled away my thoughts of pain; "O heart," their voiceless odor said, "Put on thy robes of light again!" "For Winter wanes, and Spring returns— Dear Spring, when all things lovely shine; And hidden ways and cloistered cells Grow radiant as with bloom divine. "That path cannot be wholly dark Which God hath sown with violets: Lo! on the earth, as in the sky, For thee His morning star he sets." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOMETIME by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH THE PALACE OF ART by ALFRED TENNYSON WE ARE SEVEN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER (1) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TWENTY BLOCKS by EGMONT HEGEL ARENS WELCOME GUEST by JEAN D. ARMSTRONG TO A REPUBLICAN FRIEND, 1848, CONTINUED by MATTHEW ARNOLD |