Come, dear Amanda, quit the town, <br />And to the rural hamlets fly; <br />Behold! the wintry storms are gone; <br />A gentle radiance glads the sky. <br />The birds awake, the flowers appear, <br />Earth spreads a verdant couch for thee; <br />'Tis joy and music all we hear, <br />'Tis love and beauty all we see. <br />Come, let us mark the gradual spring, <br />How peeps the bud, the blossom blows; <br />Till Philomel begins to sing, <br />And perfect May to swell the rose. <br />E'en so thy rising charms improve, <br />As life's warm season grows more bright; <br />And opening to the sighs of love, <br />Thy beauties glow with full delight.<br /><br />James Thomson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-amanda-come-dear-amanda-quit-the-town/
