James Whitcomb Riley - When Early March Seems Middle May

James Whitcomb Riley - When Early March Seems Middle May

When country roads begin to thaw br In mottled spots of damp and dust, br And fences by the margin draw br Along the frosty crust br Their graphic silhouettes, I say, br The Spring is coming round this way. br br When morning-time is bright with sun br And keen with wind, and both confuse br The dancing, glancing eyes of one br With tears that ooze and ooze-- br And nose-tips weep as well as they, br The Spring is coming round this way. br br When suddenly some shadow-bird br Goes wavering beneath the gaze, br And through the hedge the moan is heard br Of kine that fain would graze br In grasses new, I smile and say, br The Spring is coming round this way. br br When knotted horse-tails are untied, br And teamsters whistle here and there. br And clumsy mitts are laid aside br And choppers' hands are bare, br And chips are thick where children play, br The Spring is coming round this way. br br When through the twigs the farmer tramps, br And troughs are chunked beneath the trees, br And fragrant hints of sugar-camps br Astray in every breeze,-- br When early March seems middle May, br The Spring is coming round this way. br br When coughs are changed to laughs, and when br Our frowns melt into smiles of glee, br And all our blood thaws out again br In streams of ecstasy, br And poets wreak their roundelay, br The Spring is coming round this way.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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