Flower Pieces and other poems By William Allingham: With two designs by Dante Gabriel Rossetti |
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IV. PRIMROSE.
The rancour of the East Wind quell'd, a thrush
Joyfully talking on through glittering rain,
O see the yellow tufts along the lane,
Crowding the copse round every budded bush,
Dotting the dingle by its brooklet's gush,
And elm path's mossy border,—who not fain
To drink their tender sweetness, cool and fresh,
The very breath of Spring, return'd again?
Joyfully talking on through glittering rain,
O see the yellow tufts along the lane,
Crowding the copse round every budded bush,
Dotting the dingle by its brooklet's gush,
And elm path's mossy border,—who not fain
To drink their tender sweetness, cool and fresh,
The very breath of Spring, return'd again?
The Child's Flow'r, in the childhood of the year:
Our slopes and woods but yesterday were drear,
Now all the country breaks into a smile
Of Primroses, and Youth is full of cheer;
This fragrant vernal breeze in some, the while,
Waking old thoughts, unutterably dear.
Our slopes and woods but yesterday were drear,
Now all the country breaks into a smile
Of Primroses, and Youth is full of cheer;
This fragrant vernal breeze in some, the while,
Waking old thoughts, unutterably dear.
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