Popular Poetry. BOOK I. SPRING. COME, Spring, O come; In distant Southern isles, Come, Spring, O come; And For I am sick at heart Of the dull winter's length, yearn to see thy cheerful face again. On the fresh blade Glistens the rime of morn, Waiting for thee to come, And with thy breath exhale it to the skies. For thee the bud Its fragile form unfolds; And opening film by film, Spreads to the tempting air its leaf of gauze. The lamb for thee, Thrilling with young delight, Skips through the fleecy fold On the warm slope of mauy a sunny vale; B ring adraza: y, green trees; waf dancer divering breeze! glances! sern flees, - through every vein rial rain. mountain stealing, vales along; r's tongue is sealing; ve is heard his song; ly hues revealing, and forest throng; in radiant showers, y among the flowers. From the German of Turk. PRING. sunshine clad, thy power display! seth the light heart sad, bou makest the sad heart gay. e, and calls to his gloomy train, and the snow, and the wind, and the rain; shrink away, and they flee in fear, thy merry step draws near. iveth the fields, and the trees so old, ir beards of icicles and snow; he rain, it raineth so fast and cold, e must cower over the embers low, d, snugly housed from the wind and weather, pe like birds that are changing feather. ut the storm retires, and the sky grows clear, When thy merry step draws near. Longfellow. While near at hand, From hedgerows faintly green, The newly-mating birds in songs reply. Then from afar Once more appear, O Spring, Once more appear, Enchantress of the world! Who with sweet syren voice Lullest the harsh notes of the wintry gale. So at thy call All nature shall revive, And grateful, o'er thy head, Strew the white blossoms of the early year. Caswall. APPROACH OF SPRING. Now that the Winter's gone, the earth hath lost Carew. |