Premature Spring

Premature Spring

DAYS full of rapture,

Are ye renew’d?—

Smile in the sunlight

Mountain and wood?

Streams richer laden

Flow through the dale[187]，

Are these the meadows?

Is this the vale?

Coolness cerulean[188]！

Heaven and height!

Fish crowd the ocean,

Golden and bright.

Birds of gay plumage

Sport in the grove,

Heavenly numbers

Singing above.

Under the verdure’s[189]

Vigorous bloom,

Bees,softly bumming,

Juices consume.

Gentle disturbance

Quivers in air,

Sleep-causing fragrance,

Motion so fair.

Soon with more power

Rises the breeze,

Then in a moment

Dies in the trees.

But to the bosom

Comes it again.

Aid me,ye Muses,

Bliss to sustain!

Say what has happen’d

Since yester e’en?

Oh,ye fair sisters,

Her I have seen!

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