EARLY SPRING.

Otago Witness, Issue 1905, 14 August 1890, Page 37

EARLY SPRING.

Fbom Tennyson's Last Volume. Once more the Heavenly Povrer Makes all thing* new, And domes the red plow'd hills With loving blue ; The blaokbirds have their wills, The throßtleß too. Opens a door in heaven ; From skies of glass Jacob's ladder falls On greening grass, And o'er the mountain walls Young angels pass. Before them fleets the shower, And burst the buds, And shine the level lands, And flash the floods ; The stars are from their hands Flung thro' the woods. The wcods with living airs How softly fann'd Light airs from where the deep, All down the sand, Ia breathing in his sleep, Heard by the land. O follow, leaping blood, The season's lure ! O heart, look down and up, Serene, secure, Warm as the crocus oup. Like snowdrops, pure I Past, future, glimpse and fade Thro' some slight spell, A gleam from yonder vale, Some far blue fell. And sympathies how frail, In sound and smell I Till at thy ohuckled note, Thou twinkling bird, The fairy fancies rauge, And lightly «tlrr'd Ring little bells of change From word to word. For now the Heavenly Power Makes all things new, And thaws the cold and fills The flnwpr with dewl The blßCkbir.ia have their wills, The poets too.