Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By RobertLoveman1710 Quatrains
L
With laughing light the ambient air;
One little drop of sunshine sweet
Held in eternal bondage there.
A
And blossoms deck the waking wood;
Ah! surely now the virgin year
Is in her blushing maidenhood.
W
With outstretched arms at such mad pace?
Can the young rascal thinking be
To catch a glimpse of April’s face?
M
And ruefully thine eyebrows arch;
Is ’t as they say, thou thinkest yet
Of that inconstant madcap March?
T
Then bent an instant o’er her beating breast;
She lifts to him a timid, tear-stained eye,
And, lo! her blushes crimson all the west.