- Spring is coming! Spring is coming
- Don't you hear her in the rills,
- Tripping gaily o'er the valley,
- Flying o'er the sunny hills!
- Nature leaps to meet her coming,
- With her teeming, babbling throng;
- Gladsome Spring, with joy we greet thee,
- With a cheerful voice of song.
- Spring is coming! Spring is coming
- She is in the Southern breeze;
- Merrily the birds are singing
- Martins in the forest trees;
- Modest violets are springing
- From the gladsome earth the while,
- And the butter-cups and daisies
- Greet her with a lovers smile.
- Spring is coming! Spring is coming
- Tiny leaflets venture out;
- Torrents that for months have slumbered,
- Hasten seaward with a shout.
- Wanton breezes kiss the flowers;
- Butterflies are on the wing;
- Birds have set the day to marry,
- And invited guests to sing.
- Spring is coming! Spring is coming
- Joyous beats the pulse of life;
- Wary ones, almost desponding,
- Start anew to meet the strife,
- Nature's bosom throbs with pleasure;
- Spring has set the captive free;
- Earth, with all her teeming millions.
- Chants the song of jubilee!
History and Legacy of Wild Birds Including Historic Ornithology and Other Topics of Interest