April
S UMMER'S forerunner! See, she sendeth thee
To search the land and make it soft with showers
And sun and dew, and fit it for her flowers.
Haste, then, sweet month,—ply all thy witchery
To do her bidding: frozen brooks set free
With softest blowing winds; from southern bowers
Call the blithe robin; to essay its powers
Of ruddy bloom, tease the red maple tree
Till it make answer; coax with violets,
And shame with life astir beneath her snow,
The cold, reluctant earth, that she may grow
Right motherly, and mindful of her pets,—
And, quick with May, at length yield richest boon,
The red, red roses, and the pinks of June.
To search the land and make it soft with showers
And sun and dew, and fit it for her flowers.
Haste, then, sweet month,—ply all thy witchery
To do her bidding: frozen brooks set free
With softest blowing winds; from southern bowers
Call the blithe robin; to essay its powers
Of ruddy bloom, tease the red maple tree
Till it make answer; coax with violets,
And shame with life astir beneath her snow,
The cold, reluctant earth, that she may grow
Right motherly, and mindful of her pets,—
And, quick with May, at length yield richest boon,
The red, red roses, and the pinks of June.
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