English poem
Spring Song
by E. Nesbit
Here’s the Spring-time, Sweet! Earth’s green gown is new, Lambs begin to bleat, Doves begin to coo, Birds begin to woo In the wood and lane; Sweet, the tale is true Spring is here again!
I have been discreet All the winter through; Now, before your feet, Blossoms let me strew. Flowers, as yet, are few; Will my lady deign Take this flower or two? Spring is here again
Make the year complete, Give the Spring her due! All the flowers entreat, All the song-birds sue. ’Twixt the green and blue Let Love wake and reign, Let me worship you-- Spring is here again!