LADY! the songs of Spring were in the grove While I was shaping beds for winter flowers; While I was planting green unfading bowers, And shrubs -- to hang upon the warm alcove, And sheltering wall; and still, as Fancy wove The dream, to time and nature's blended powers I gave this paradise for winter hours, A labyrinth, Lady! which your feet shall rove. Yes! when the sun of life more feebly shines, Becoming thoughts, I trust, of solemn gloom Or of high gladness you shall hither bring; And these perennial bowers and murmuring pines Be gracious as the music and the bloom And all the mighty ravishment of spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARY AND GABRIEL by RUPERT BROOKE THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE SEVEN TIMES TWO [ - ROMANCE] by JEAN INGELOW THE HARVEST MOON; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WORDLY WISE (10) by MOTHER GOOSE |