When spring returns

A. Somervell

The earth is bare, the earth is brown

While winter has his reign;

The land is green, the land is gold

When spring returns again.

The woods and fields in rapturous mood,

Intoxicate with bliss,

Prepare to greet a longing world

At spring's awak'ning kiss.

The woods are purple, green and brown,

With primrose floor below;

The trees for very happiness

Put on a veil of snow;

In ev'ry stream, and ev'ry lake,

Blue heav'n itself I see,

And angels' happy laughter rings

From ev'ry hedge and tree.

Then why should I, when nature wakes,

Keep winter in my heart?

For I am ready like the earth,

And Love will do his part.

Come spring to earth, come Love to me:

I feel thee drawing near,

And winter melts before thy smile,

For spring and heav'n are here.