Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FIRST SPRING; INDIAN CREEK, PENNSYLVANIA, by HANIEL (CLARK) LONG Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The yellow violets know it up the rills Last Line: And though desirous, I have no desire. Subject(s): Desire; Spring | ||||||||
The yellow violets know it up the rills; And colonies of blood-roots in the groves Of beeches know it; and the poplar moves Wise orange tassels; to their crimson tips The sugar-maples know; and speckled lips Of bull-frogs, too, gurgling from hour to hour A chain of sound more silver than a flower. I know it last, being man; but tiger-heat Now leaps the rivers from my head to feet, And standing in a rhododendron jungle I feel the nerves of lip and finger tingle. A white mist follows, mixing foam and fire, And though desirous, I have no desire. | 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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