Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SIBYL, by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON Poet's Biography First Line: Behold, the old earth is young again! Last Line: That all their doubts have left behind!) Alternate Author Name(s): Duclaux, Madame Emile; Darmesteter, Mary; Robinson, A. Mary F. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
BEHOLD, the old earth is young again! The blackthorn whitens in the rain, The flowers come baffling wind and hail, The gay, wild nightingale Cries out his heart in wood and vale. (And in my heart there rises too A dim free longing For some delight I never knew!) O Spring, thou art a subtle thing, Wiser than we, thou Sibyl, Spring! Thy tresses blown across our face In Life's mid-race Remind us of some holier place -- (And unawares the dullest find A new religion That all their doubts have left behind!) | 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 AN ORCHARD AT AVIGNON by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON |
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