New Yeare, forth looking out of Janus gate, Doth seeme to promise hope of new delight, And bidding th' old adieu, his passed date Bids all old thoughts to die in dumpish spright; And calling forth out of sad Winters night Fresh Love, that long hath slept in cheerlesse bower, Wils him awake, and soone about him dight His wanton wings and darts of deadly power. For lusty Spring now in his timely howre Is ready to come forth, him to receive; And warnes the Earth, with divers colord flowre To decke hir selfe, and her faire mantle weave. Then you, faire flowre, in whom fresh youth doth raine, Prepare your selfe new love to entertaine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE LAPLAND LONGSPUR by JOHN BURROUGHS THE SMACK IN SCHOOL by WILLIAM PITT PALMER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 4: LORD STANHOPE'S STEAMER by T. BAKER A DAISY FROM THE PARTHENON by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES THE ROSARY by CHARLOTTE A. BRADSHAW ALL IN THE FAMILY by BERTON BRALEY |