and some for ever on the wing, buzzing and singing as they hover in the air! But at night the scene is changed. The hum of the bees and the singing of the flies are done. The insects have got through with their work and their play, and have gone to the places where they sleep. 7.-SPRING IS COMING. SPRING is coming! joyous Spring! I could dream their fairy bells At the tidings that they bring, Most, with longing hearts, we yearn We who know the sullen gloom Dwellers in more genial climes! The contrasts of our northern land. Than the children of a zone But gaunt Famine doth not stride Press upon the frozen street, Tells its tale of misery. When in curtain'd, lighted hall, What to you the snow-flake's fall! When beside the blazing log, What to you is frost or fog? When on down your limbs you stretch, To the poor it is that Spring SPRING. Old Winter must away, away! He mopes about the house all day, See Spring before the door appear! Gay Spring begins to knock and beat;— And rattles at the door, and hums. And you must let him in straightway; First comes young Morning-wind so wild, See Sunshine, gallant knight, advance! The Nightingale to th' onset sounds; SPRING SONG. Sweet Spring is returning ; And meadows are blooming And green is the grove, And soft is the shower That falls from above. Full gladly I greet thee, By thee to be blessed! And then, O thou kind one! Thou camest so mild; And mountain, and meadow, And rivulet, smiled: The voice of thy music Was heard in the grove; The balm of thy breezes Invited to rove. Now welcome, thou loved one, And bring us full many Bright days in thy train; 8.-A SUMMER MORNING'S SONG. The dew-drops shine on flow'ret bells, The village clock of morning tells. Up, men! out, cattle! for the dells And dingles teem with shadows. Up! to the fields! through shine and shower; What hath the dull and drowsy hour So blest as this? the glad heart leaping To hear morn's early song sublime; The summer is the waking time, The very beast that crops the flower Aurora smiles! her beck'nings claim thee; The meanest thing shall shame thee. |