 | A book of Bristol sonnets |  |
51
A MARCH DAY,
ON ASHLEY HILL, LOOKING DOWN ON BRISTOL.
It was a day of sun and shifting cloud;The west wind shook the hedges into green;
And for the breeze, that came so oft between,
The thrush, that piped of summer, sang more loud.
From furnace tower, and chimney pillar proud,
The happy smoke came leaping to be seen,
As if it joyed to change for blue serene
The clash of engine, and the hum of crowd!
From the Town's borders to it's heart is blown
Chorus of birds, that herald in the May!
The sickliest alley lattices have known
The cheer of sun and healthfulness to-day!
Would God, on wings of light and song, might come
A little hint of Heaven, a little love of Home!
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