Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1875-05-14
A Nisioa 4 Of Spring i'm Winter.

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. tender time that love thinks long to see
Sweet foot fSprng that with her football sows
Late snowlike f0wery leavings Of the SHOWS,
Be not too long irresolute to be;
mother-month, where have they hidden thee;
Out Of ths pale time of the hoHerless rose
] reach my heart out toward the Sprinsfime Lands,
stretch my spirit forth to the fair hou =
The purplest o. the prime
! lean my soul down over them, with hands
Made wide to take the ghostly srowths Of O W.
send my love back to the lovely time
Where has the greenwood hid thy gracious head /,
Yelled with what visions while the gray world
gtieyes.
'ir muined with what hadows OF green leaves.
What warm intangible green shadows spread
70 sweeten the sweet twilight for thy bed
''hat sleep ell, hants thee, what delight de
ceiyts
WAere the deep drean-like dew before the dawa
Feels not ths fingers OF the sunlight yet
tls silver web unweave.
Thy iootless ghost on some unfooted lawn
whose air the unrisen sunbeams fear to fret
Lives ghosts life o. daylong dawn and eve.
Ill.
ssnrise il sees not. neither OF star.
iarEe Ilghtall. nor imperial plenluro
nor strong, steet shape OF the iil!-brea tod
noon.
But where tbs silver -sandallei shadows are,
Too SOFT fo- arrows OF the sun to mtr,
Move with the mild gait OF an ungrown moon /;
Eard overhead this halclit crescent swims,
The tenJer--olored Z sht draws hardly breath,
The l.ht j. listening;
Trey watch the dawn u slender-shapen limbs,
Nar-ipal, bora again cf double death,
CA.ll GsteT father Of the weAnling Spring.
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A. sweet des re Of day before the dly.
A. dreams love before the true love born.
From the outer edge OF Winter OVerworn
TIE gho-' arisen of May before tine May
Takes through din air her unaWakened wsy.
.h...aH
WI .ttie unbiown breasts and child-eyed looks
Follow Wlns, the very maid, the grl-child Spring
Its Windward her bri 4ht brOws,
i' l' h~f gut ieet IN warm and moving brooks,
Id kludies W tn her wn mouth's culorng
The htal Grstliuss of the plGmsle bou shs.
! seek thee lee in- and awhile see.
faIr lace that art mot, how Thy mad n breath
snail put at lat the deadly days to death
Aud ill the fields and fire the woods tn thee
sd scau ARD toilaw- whore my :Cet would he
'l,u heaven shall hear The w0ri that april
aitl
T..t.r and soften sll the tiue 10 tears.
Tear. jus fulicr than mirth;
As even MI3 s clea- height tho young days
VIII :e,t not sw u er ihan those f.ir first years
"h' flowers revive not with thy flowers On
earth.
; f,gii nst b d thee, thou sh might. give back
"ue -n thing youth has given ana borne away
--avc u-f any comfort oi the day
TAR uot. uUr On tunes rctrodden track
I'D tlru 20 meet the wh.te-robeI hours or
black
ialt ons nee left me On their mortal way
.-Af nor love that has been, nor the breath
l.-i ,uurs v ia morning from the SUI 10 be
fnd sets liEht hope on FIRE;
ga o, no flower thought once TOO fair for diath
So llNe- nor hour once fallen from lifo's green
tree.
So leaf os e. p urke or 1nce fulfilled desire.
vi.
lac moaning .ou- beneath ths stars that fed
VIA twlli-h; ;Ar ugh tle moonless mountain
Nale youth with burnin. lips ami wrea;Aless
I4r
ss1- toward the sun that was TO crown his head.
B -.u-; the hopes that trumphed and fell dead,
The sweet. swlt eyes ant songs u. hours that
were
i.--e may = thou nos I've back forever these.
A- at fue seas heart all her wrecks lie waste,
lie deeper than the sea
i4t lHwrrs thou may Il, and winds add hoG's oi
ease.
s-.f all rs April to TIC world thou mays 81
tve icA. aui ht my April bl 4 10 me.