Laughs the happy April morn <br />Thro' my grimy, little window, <br />And a shaft of sunshine pushes <br />Thro' the shadows in the square. <br /> <br />Dogs are tracing thro' the grass, <br />Crows are cawing round the chimneys, <br />In and out among the washing <br />Goes the West at hide-and-seek. <br /> <br />Loud and cheerful clangs the bell. <br />Here the nurses troop to breakfast. <br />Handsome, ugly, all are women . . . <br />O, the Spring--the Spring--the Spring!<br /><br />William Ernest Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anterotics-2/
