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On the Spring NOW winter, reluctant, the sway Resigns to the genial spring; Sol sheds an enlivening ray, And warblers delightfully sing. Fresh verdure adorns the gay plains, So lately o'er-mantl'd with snow; The rivers, releas'd from their chains, Do now with soft murmuring flow. The lark and the linnet unite, The Cuckow too joins in the lay; All nature's profuse of delight, And soft fanning zephyrs now play. How charming the garden appears? Sweet primroses paint the gay vale: Its head now the daffodil rears, The sweetest of seasons to hail, His team now the hind drives along; Quite cheerful he ploughs the rude plain. He hums his love's praise in a song, Or whistling forgets her disdain. The seed in the furrow he throws, Indulg'd by bright Phoebus's rays; Rich Ceres vast increase bestows, When Autumn her bounty displays. The lambkins now sport on the mead; They skip round the heath-cover'd hill; Their dams how securely they feed By the side of yon murm'ring rill? Near Damon appears with his lute, And wakes the melodious lay; The songsters, attentive and mute, Are perch'd on the wav'ring spray. As Phillis traverses the grove, All nature more charming appears: Leander's soft stories of love, Still touchingly found in her ears. They hand in hand trip o'er the plain; No couple more cheerful and gay: She counts him the lovelier swain; He calls her the Queen of the May. Of each others hearts they are sure; The arts of no rival they dread. From minds so unsulli'd and pure, No treachery e'er can proceed. Few princes partake of such joys, Remov'd from all faction and strife: Sure riches and honours are toys, But their's the endearments of life. Janet Little's other poems:
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