Featured Poem: To Spring by William Blake
Not technically an Easter poem but a treat nonetheless:
To Spring
O thou, with dewy locks, who lookest down
Thro' the clear windows of the morning; turn
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!
The hills tell each other, and the list'ning
Vallies hear; all our longing eyes are turned
Up to thy bright pavillions: issue forth,
And let thy holy feet visit our clime.
Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds
Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste
Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls
Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.
O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour
Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put
Thy golden crown upon her languish'd head,
Whose modest tresses were bound up for thee!
William Blake, 1752-1827
Would you like some more William Blake? Read Jonathan Roberts' piece about Blake's 'I saw a chapel all of gold' here. Read a previous Featured Poem by Blake, 'Piping down the valleys wild', here.
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