I. <br />Gay blooming goddess of the flow'ry year, <br />Enchanting Spring, thou youth of nature, hail! <br />What artless beauties in thy train appear, <br />What balmy fragrance swells th' ambrosial gale, <br /> <br />II. <br />All nature, ravished, owns thy quick'ning power, <br />In brighter prospect, lo the landscape spreads! <br />Aërial music wakes in ev'ry bower, <br />Sings thro' the brake or carols o'er the meads. <br /> <br />III. <br />The sportive streamlet, as it purls along, <br />Laving, with modest kiss, its verdant steep, <br />In softer cadence wafts the woodland song, <br />And lulls the fond of solitude to sleep; <br />My Chloe seeks me in our fav'rite grove <br />And all creation wears the look of love!<br /><br />Charles Tompson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-to-spring/
