Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING SONGS, by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER First Line: The rivulet beneath the brae Last Line: As by thy voice,thou happy-hearted child! Subject(s): Flowers; Gardens & Gardening; Spring | ||||||||
The rivulet beneath the brae, That silent was the winter long, Is merry now the live-long day, Babbling, murmuring, rippling along: Its muffler from its throat it drew, And now its liquid notes we hear anew. Through mists of green, in bush and tree, Full-throated choirs, early or late, Cheer toilers on the lawn and lea, Warbling, chirping, twitt'ring, elate: When all our sylvan halls were bare, They sang 'mong flowers in fields where skies were fair. Spring's gladdest song comes up the lane, Where winter through the deep drifts lay; Glad boys and girls are out again, Laughing, shouting, romping at play: There's nought by which Care is beguiled As by thy voice,thou happy-hearted child! | 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 A CHILD'S GRAVE by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER |
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