See where the winding vale its lavish stores, <br />Irriguous, spreads. See, how the lily drinks <br />The latent rill, scarce oozing through the grass, <br />In fair profusion, decks. Long let us walk, <br />Where the breeze blows from yon extended field <br />Of blossom'd beans. Arabia cannot boast <br />A fuller gale of joy, than, liberal, thence <br />Breathes through the sense, and takes the ravish'd soul. <br />Nor is the mead unworthy of thy foot, <br />Full of fresh verdure and unnumber'd flowers, <br />The negligence of nature, wide and wild; <br />Where, undisguised by mimic art, she spreads <br />Unbounded beauty to the roving eye. <br />Here their delicious task the fervent bees, <br />In swarming millions, tend: around, athwart, <br />Through the soft air, the busy nations fly, <br />Cling to the bud, and, with inserted tube, <br />Suck its pure essence, its ethereal soul; <br />And oft, with bolder wing, they soaring dare <br />The purple heath, or where the wild thyme grows, <br />And yellow load them with the luscious spoil. <br />At length the finish'd garden to the view <br />Its vistas opens, and its alleys, green. <br />Snatch'd through the verdent maze, the buried eye <br />Distracted wanders; now the bowery walk <br />Of covert close, where scarce a speck of day <br />Falls on the lengthen'd gloom, protracted sweeps; <br />Now meets the bending sky; the river now <br />Dimpling along, the breezy-ruffled lake. <br />The forest darkening round, the glittering spire, <br />Th' ethereal mountain, and the distant main.<br /><br />James Thomson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-effects-of-spring-on-nature/
