Classic Poem

By H ARRIET F ALCONAR .

A P PROACHING now, the lovely Spring
Revives the village swain;
The cuckow spreads her gladsome wing
O'er ev'ry blooming plain.

The humble cowslip droops her head
Unconscious of her charms;
The yellow primrose paints the mead,
That vernal radiance warms.

The pregnant earth its herbage yields,
The lucid streamlets flow;
The amethysts of yonder fields
In purple blushes glow.

The linnets swell their warbling throats,
And tales of love they sing;
While daisies spread their mottled coats,
The gay attire of Spring.