Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY APRIL LADY, by HENRY VAN DYKE



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MY APRIL LADY, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: When down the stair at morning
Last Line: I know her name is love.
Alternate Author Name(s): Civis Americanus
Subject(s): Desire; Love; Spring


WHEN down the stair at morning
The sunbeams round her float,
Sweet rivulets of laughter
Are rippling in her throat;
The gladness of her greeting
Is gold without alloy;
And in the morning sunlight
I think her name is Joy.

When in the evening twilight
The quiet book-room lies,
We read the sad old ballads,
While from her hidden eyes
The tears are falling, falling,
That give her heart relief;
And in the evening twilight,
I think her name is Grief.

My little April lady,
Of sunshine and of showers
She weaves the old spring magic,
And breaks my heart in flowers!
But when her moods are ended,
She nestles like a dove;
Then, by the pain and rapture,
I know her name is Love.





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