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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EASTER, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: What exultations in my mind Last Line: This welcome to the new-born spring. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Easter; Holidays; The Resurrection | |||
WHAT exultations in my mind From the love-bite of this Easter wind! My head thrown back, my face doth shine Like yonder Sun's, but warmer mine. A butterfly -- from who knows where? -- Comes with a stagger through the air, And, lying down, doth ope and close His wings, as babies work their toes: Perhaps he thinks of pressing tight Into his wings a little light! And many a bird hops in between The leaves he dreams of, long and green, And sings for nipple-buds that show Where the full-breasted leaves must grow. Winter is dead, and now we sing This welcome to the new-born Spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EASTER EVE by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON EASTER SUNDAY by LUCILLE CLIFTON GOD SEND EASTER by LUCILLE CLIFTON NOT THE CUCKOLD'S DREAM; FOR SAM PEREIRA by NORMAN DUBIE EASTER HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA I DEFINE THE DARKNESS CORRECT: THE FESTIVAL OF THE FRERES LUMIERES by ELENI SIKELIANOS SPANISH EASTER: 1926 by CONRAD AIKEN A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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