Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ECHOES OF SPRING: 2, by MATHILDE BLIND Poet's Biography First Line: Oft on the gleaming april days Last Line: Make honey of my flutt'ring thought. Alternate Author Name(s): Lake, Claude Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
Oft on the gleaming April days, When skies are soft, and winds are warm, And in the air a subtle charm, And on the hill a flight of rays; When silver clouds slide through the blue, Spreading a pure, transparent wing, And all the budding branches ring With blithesome birds, that warbling woo; Beneath a pear tree's shade I lay, Deep bedded in the long thick grass, And heard the twitt'ring swallow pass, And grasshoppers at endless play. I knew, though flowers mine eyes did screen, That butterflies danced in the light; For, breaking sunbeams in their flight, They flashed their shadows on the green. And gazing up, in dreamful ease, Where quiv'ring frail on shivery sprays, The blossoms mix a milky maze, What hum of golden-girted bees! So lily-white, the tree, behold, Seems set on fire by burnished lights, And shoal on honeying shoal alights, And turns the snowy boughs to gold. Thus on my spirit -- music-fraught, Burst swarms of glimm'ring melodies, And like the yellow-banded bees, Make honey of my flutt'ring thought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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