Spring In The North (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
IAh, who will tell me, in these leaden days,Why the sweet Spring delays,And where she hides,-the dear desire Of every heart ...
IAh, who will tell me, in these leaden days,Why the sweet Spring delays,And where she hides,-the dear desire Of every heart ...
'T IS Pleasant, indeed,As the letters readOn the guideboard at the crossing.Over the streetThe branches meet,Gently swaying and tossing.Through its ...
In purest song one plays the constant foolAs changes shimmer in the inner eye.I stare and stare into a deepening ...
The wilderness a secret keepsUpon whose guess I go:Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard;And yet I know, I ...
Here in the pungent gloomWhere the tamarac roses glowAnd the balsam burns its perfume,A vireo turns his slowCadence, as if ...
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
A mile behind is Gloucester town Where the flishing fleets put in, A mile ahead the land dips down And ...
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