Top 100 Poems About: SPRING


In this page, poems on / about “spring” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Prayer In Spring

    Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
    And give us not to think so far away
    As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
    All simply in the springing of the year. read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 2.
    The Spring And The Fall

    In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year,
    I walked the road beside my dear.
    The trees were black where the bark was wet.
    I see them yet, in the spring of the year. read more »

    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • 3.
    Spring And Fall: To A Young Child

    Margaret, are you grieving
    Over Goldengrove unleaving?
    Leaves, like the things of man, you
    With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? read more »

    Gerard Manley Hopkins
  • 4.
    A Light Exists In Spring

    A light exists in spring
    Not present on the year
    At any other period.
    When March is scarcely here read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 5.
    Spring Pools

    These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
    The total sky almost without defect,
    And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver,
    Will like the flowers beside them soon be gone, read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 6.
    Spring And All

    By the road to the contagious hospital
    under the surge of the blue
    mottled clouds driven from the
    northeast -- a cold wind. Beyond, the read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 7.
    Spring

    To what purpose, April, do you return again?
    Beauty is not enough.
    You can no longer quiet me with the redness
    Of little leaves opening stickily. read more »

    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • 8.
    Paris In Spring

    The city's all a-shining
    Beneath a fickle sun,
    A gay young wind's a-blowing,
    The little shower is done. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 9.
    Spring, The Sweet Spring

    Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
    Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
    Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! read more »

    Thomas Nashe
  • 10.
    First Day Of Spring

    First day of spring--
    I keep thinking about
    the end of autumn. read more »

    Matsuo Basho
  • 11.
    Lines Written In Early Spring

    I HEARD a thousand blended notes,
    While in a grove I sate reclined,
    In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
    Bring sad thoughts to the mind. read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 12.
    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! read more »

    William Blake
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