The lovely Delia smiles again! <br />That killing frown has left her brow; <br />Can she forgive my jealous pain, <br />And give me back my angry vow? <br /> <br />Love is an April's doubtful day; <br />Awhile we see the tempest lower, <br />Anon the radiant heaven survey, <br />And quite forget the flitting shower. <br /> <br />The flowers, that hung their languid head, <br />Are burnish'd by the transient rains; <br />The vines their wonted tendrils spread, <br />And double verdure gilds the plains. <br /> <br />The sprightly birds, that droop'd no less <br />Beneath the power of rain and wind, <br />In every raptured note express <br />The joy I feel-when thou art kind.<br /><br />William Shenstone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-x-the-lovely-delia-smiles-again/
