Poems (Allen)/March
For works with similar titles, see March.
HE brown buds thicken on the trees,
Unbound, the free streams sing,
As March leads forth across the leas
The wild and windy spring.
MARCH.
HE brown buds thicken on the trees, Unbound, the free streams sing,
As March leads forth across the leas
The wild and windy spring.
Where in the fields the melted snow
Leaves hollows warm and wet,
Ere many days will sweetly blow
The first blue violet.
Leaves hollows warm and wet,
Ere many days will sweetly blow
The first blue violet.
Dear flower-germs, which so long have lain
Within your wintry tomb,
Listening for April's vital rain
To call you into bloom,—
Within your wintry tomb,
Listening for April's vital rain
To call you into bloom,—
O push the damp, dead leaves apart,
And spread your blossoms o'er
The little grave by which my heart
Sits weeping evermore!
And spread your blossoms o'er
The little grave by which my heart
Sits weeping evermore!