Dip down upon the northern shore <br /> O sweet new-year delaying long; <br /> Thou doest expectant nature wrong; <br /> Delaying long, delay no more. <br /> What stays thee from the clouded noons, <br /> Thy sweetness from its proper place? <br /> Can trouble live with April days, <br /> Or sadness in the summer moons? <br /> Bring orchis, bring the foxglove spire, <br /> The little speed well's darling blue, <br /> Deep tulips dash'd with fiery dew, <br /> Laburnums, dropping-wells of fire. <br /> <br /> O thou new-year, delaying long, <br /> Delayest the sorrow in my blood, <br /> That longs to burst a frozen bud <br /> And flood a fresher throat with song.<br /><br />Alfred Lord Tennyson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-memoriam-a-h-h-83-dip-down-upon-the-northern/
