SPRING, glad Spring, has dawned on earth; Birds rejoice for her bright birth; Farewell now to winter dear -- Spring, with all her joys, is here. Trees clothed in green, our hearts' delight, Rare flowerets bloom, in colors bright; Earth joyful now, her riches yields, While Spring her radiant sceptre wields. Lowing kine with thanks rejoice; Insects hum with drowsy voice; Everything on earth, in air, Join in the chorus, Spring is fair! But now, alas, no transient bloom Can take from each sad heart its gloom; For misery, with might untold, Rests on each heart of mortal mould. We mourn, because war's chilling blast Its arm of death has round us cast; We mourn the noble and the brave, Now sleeping in an unknown grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SHE WEEPS OVER RAHOON by JAMES JOYCE A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1839) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |