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Arthur Henry Adams (Артур Генри Адамс)


A Spring Sonnet


Last night beneath the mockery of the moon
I heard the sudden startled whisperings
Of wakened birds settling their restless wings;
The North-east brought his word of gladness, "Soon!"
And all the night with wonder was a-swoon.
A soul had breathed into long-dreaming things;
Some unseen hand hovered above the strings:
Some cosmic chord had set the earth in tune.
And when I rose I saw the Bay arrayed
In her grey robe against the coming heat.
A pulse awoke within the stirring street—
The wattle-gold upon the pavements thrown,
And through the quiet of the colonnade
The smoky perfume of boronia blown.



Arthur Henry Adams's other poems:
  1. On the Sands
  2. Bereft
  3. Nemesis
  4. Civilization
  5. The Weakling


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