THE young birds shy twitter <br />In hedges and bowers, <br />Fields brighten and glitter <br />With dewdrops and flowers. <br />Over flood, over fallow, <br />Impelled by old yearning, <br />The nest-building swallow <br />Exults at returning; <br />For dark days and hoary <br />Are routed and over, <br />Dark Winter is gone; <br />Resplendent in glory, <br />The earth meets her lover, <br />Her bridegroom the Sun. <br /> <br />Must I alone sorrow, <br />Despairingly languish, <br />Breaks never a morrow <br />On the night of my anguish? <br />The jubilant gladness <br />In bird, beam, and blossom, <br />But deepens the sadness <br />That weighs on my bosom. <br />Oh, Spring, in whose azure <br />Wake follow the starling, <br />The daisy, the dove; <br />Sweet spendthrift of pleasure, <br />Brings also my darling, <br />Oh bring me my love!<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-spring-4/
