Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
William Barnes (18011886)In the Spring
M
Though all mid be comely,
Her skin ’s lik’ the jessamy blossom
A-spread in the Spring.
Young smile on his mother,
Her eyes be as bright as the dew drop
A-shed in the Spring.
Now bear her sweet blossoms;
Now deck wi’ a rwose-bud, O briar,
Her head in the Spring.
The vaïce ov her talkèn,
O bring vrom her veet the light doust
She do tread in the Spring.
In goold all around her,
An’ meäke o’ the deäisys’ white flowers
A bed in the Spring.
In drong-waÿ an’ woodlands,
O zing, swingèn lark, now the clouds
Be a-vled in the Spring!