Autumn, be kind to her, slow your arrival; Summer, be good to her, let the revival Of Spring in her body be passionate, heady, Love may yet come to her, let her be ready. Chilled were desires in the Spring's mating season, Shadows pursued her without a good reason. Lately I noticed her after fresh grooming, Almost, she's pretty now, wistfully blooming. Let her have blossom time, white petals flying, Making a bridal bed smooth for her lying. Spring, with your magic touch lulling the senses, Stay, while she joyfully hurdles Love's fences. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LA BEAUTE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE EVENING MYSTERY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SONG OF THE SEA ROVER by GAMALIEL BRADFORD IMITATION OF TIBULLUS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO MY WORTHY FRIEND MR. GEORGE SANDYS by THOMAS CAREW CHRISTMAS SONG OF THE POOR MAN by ELIZA COOK |