A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period -- When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature feels. It waits upon the Lawn, It shows the furthest Tree Upon the furthest Slope you know It almost speaks to you. Then as Horizons step Or Noons report away Without the Formula of sound It passes and we stay -- A quality of loss Affecting our Content As Trade had suddenly encroached Upon a Sacrament | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DESCRIPTION OF SPRING by HENRY HOWARD ANIMAL TRANQUILITY AND DECAY; A SKETCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH RELEASE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE A FABLE FOR POETS by BERTON BRALEY FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 1. A LITTLE BREATH I'LL BORROW by THOMAS CAMPION EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS [OR VILLERS] (3) by THOMAS CAREW |