Pastoral Poems (Breton); Selected Poetry (Wither); Pastoral Poetry (Browne)/The Seasons

by William Browne

For works with similar titles, see The Seasons.

The Seasons

The year hath first his jocund spring,
Wherein the leaves, to birds' sweet carolling,
Dance with the wind; then sees the summer's day
Perfect the embryon blossom of each spray;
Next cometh autumn, when the threshed sheaf
Loseth his grain, and every tree his leaf;
Lastly, cold winter's rage, with many a storm,
Threats the proud pines which Ida's top adorn,
And makes the sap leave succourless the shoot,
Shrinking to comfort his decaying root.
From Britannia's Pastorals.