Verses Written in the Spring
Inspired by Romantic-Era poetry and romanticizing your everyday life
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Verses Written in the Spring
by Ann Batten Cristall (abridged)
From yon fair hill, whose woody crest
The mantling hand of spring has dress'd
Where gales imbibe the May-perfume,
And strew the blushing almond's bloom,
I view the verdant plains below,
And lucid streams which gently flow,
The opening foliage, drench'd with showers,
Weep o'er the odorous vernal flowers;
And while before my temper'd eye
From glancing clouds swift shadows fly,
While nature seems serene and bless'd,
And inward concord tunes my breast,
I sigh for those by fortune cross'd,
Whose souls to Nature's charms are lost.