WHEN the spring returns with the sun's sweet light, The flowers then bud and blossom apace; When the moon begins her radiant race, Then the stars swim after her track so bright. When the minstrel sees two beautiful eyes, Then songs from his inmost bosom arise; -- But songs and stars and flowerets gay, And eyes and moonbeams and sun's bright ray, However delightful they are, Don't make up the world, friend, by far. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS SON, VINCENT CORBET, ON HIS THIRD BIRTHDAY by RICHARD CORBET THE TASK: BOOK 4. THE WINTER EVENING by WILLIAM COWPER THREE GRAINS OF CORN; THE IRISH FAMINE by AMELIA BLANDFORD EDWARDS JOHN BURNS OF GETTYSBURG by FRANCIS BRET HARTE |