Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
The Coming of the Spring
By Nora Perry (18311896)T
That’s new and sweet and rare—
A scent of summer things,
A whir as if of wings.
In the color of the blue
That’s in the morning sky,
Before the sun is high.
’Tis winter, winter still,
There’s something seems to say
That winter’s had its day.
This whispering stir, and hint
Of bud and bloom and wing,
Is the coming of the spring.
The brooks will break away
From their icy, frozen sleep,
And run and laugh and leap!
The catkins in their hoods
Of fur and silk will stand,
A sturdy little band.
Of the hazel will untwine,
And the elder-branches show
Their buds against the snow.
Above the wintry drift,
The long days gain and gain,
Until, on hill and plain,
Returning as before,
We see the bloom of birth
Make young again the earth.