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Eugene Field - A spring poem from bion

2014-11-07 11 Dailymotion

One asketh: <br />"Tell me, Myrson, tell me true: <br />What's the season pleaseth you? <br />Is it summer suits you best, <br />When from harvest toil we rest? <br /> Is it autumn with its glory <br /> Of all surfeited desires? <br /> Is it winter, when with story <br /> And with song we hug our fires? <br />Or is spring most fair to you-- <br />Come, good Myrson, tell me true!" <br /> <br /> Another answereth: <br />"What the gods in wisdom send <br />We should question not, my friend; <br />Yet, since you entreat of me, <br />I will answer reverently: <br /> Me the summertime displeases, <br /> For its sun is scorching hot; <br /> Autumn brings such dire diseases <br /> That perforce I like it not; <br />As for biting winter, oh! <br />How I hate its ice and snow! <br /> <br />"But, thrice welcome, kindly spring, <br />With the myriad gifts you bring! <br />Not too hot nor yet too cold, <br />Graciously your charms unfold-- <br /> Oh, your days are like the dreaming <br /> Of those nights which love beseems, <br /> And your nights have all the seeming <br /> Of those days of golden dreams! <br />Heaven smiles down on earth, and then <br />Earth smiles up to heaven again!"<br /><br />Eugene Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-spring-poem-from-bion/

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