Spring is Coming - An 1837 Poem

By James Nack.

Spring is coming, spring is coming,

Birds are chirping, insects humming;

Flowers are peeping from their sleeping,

Streams escaped from winter's keeping,

In delighted freedom rushing,

Dance along in music gushing;

Scenes of late in deadness saddened,

Smile in animation gladdened;

All is beauty, all is mirth,

All is glory upon earth!

Shout we, then, with nature's voice,

Welcome spring! rejoice! rejoice!

 

Spring is coming; come, my brother,

Let us rove with one another,

To our well remembered wild-wood,

Flourishing in nature's childhood;

Where a thousand flowers are springing,

And a thousand birds are singing;

Where the golden sunbeams quiver

On the verdure girdled river;

Let our youth of feeling out

To the youth of nature shout,

While the waves repeat our voice,

Welcome spring! rejoice! rejoice!

May 13, 1837. Columbia Democrat 1(3): 1.