On its wing Floats the Spring, With glowing eye, and golden hair: Dark before her Angel-form She drives the Demon of the storm, Like gladness chasing Care. Winter's gloomy night withdrawn, To behold the SNOW-DROP white And shine in FLORA's desart bowers, Beneath the vernal dawn, The Morning Star of Flowers! O welcome to our isle, Thou Messenger of Peace! At whose bewitching smile The embattled tempests cease: Emblem of Innocence and Truth! Firstborn of Nature's womb, When strong in renovated youth, A precious dew-drop on thine head, Frail as a mother's tear Upon her infant's face, When ardent hope to tender fear, The sun salutes thee with a ray Warm as a mother's kiss Upon her infant's cheek, When the heart bounds with bliss, And joy that cannot speak! When I meet thee by the way, Like a pretty, sportive child, On the winter-wasted wild, With thy darling breeze at play, All the sweetness of thine eye; -Or bright with sunbeams, fresh with showers, O thou Fairy-Queen of flowers! Watch thee o'er the plain advance At the head of FLORA's dance; Simple SNOW-DROP! then in thee All thy sister-train I see : Every brilliant bud that blows, From the blue-bell to the rose: All the beauties that appear On the bosom of the Year, All that wreathe the locks of Spring, 1 Or on the lap of Autumn bloom, Exhale their incense at thy shrine, The Muse's keen prophetic sight Brings fair futurity to light, And fancy's magic makes the vision true. -There is a Winter in my soul, The winter of despair; O when shall Spring its rage controul? When shall the SNOW-DROP blossom there? Cold gleams of comfort sometimes dart A dawn of glory on my heart, But quickly pass away : Thus Northern-lights the gloom adorn, And give the promise of a morn That never turns to day! -But hark! methinks I hear A small still whisper in mine ear; "Rash youth, repent! "Afflictions, from above, "Are angels sent "On embassies of love. "A fiery legion at thy birth, "Of chastening woes were given, "To pluck the flowers of hope from earth, "And plant them high "O'er yonder sky, "Transform'd to stars,-and fix'd in heaven.” |