Spring - An 1850 Poem
By J.R. Barrick. Glasgow, Ky., March, 1850.
- The winter winds and storms are past,
- The surly blasts are blown,
- The voice of Spring is heard at last,
- In blithe and joyous tone;
- The little streams, from forest set free,
- With gladdening music sing;
- The south winds come with songs of glee
- To welcome in the Spring.
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- The heart of earth its foliage wide
- Unfolds like summer's rose;
- Through wood and stream a quickening tide
- Of life and beauty flows;
- The light of May is on the sky,
- Its sunshine on the wing,
- While winter's shades and shadows fly
- To welcome in the Spring.
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- The flowers are gently springing up
- On hill-side and on lawn,
- The daisy and the buttercup,
- Breathe in the balm of morn;
- The rills and brooks soft answer make
- To birds on soaring wing,
- The mingling strains of nature wake
- To welcome in the Spring.
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- I list me to the cheering song
- Of robin and the wren,
- The mocking bird and jocund throng
- Of warblers in the glen;
- The winds and zephyrs too, rejoice,
- While every living thing
- On earth outpours a grateful voice
- To welcome in the Spring.
April 23, 1850. Lancaster Intelligencer 51(13): 1. From the Louisville Journal. Also April 27, 1850 in the Bradford Reporter.