To the Spring

From “Hymnes of Astræa, in Acrosticke Verse” E ARTH now is green, and heaven is blue, L ively Spring which makes all new, I olly Spring, doth enter; S weet young sun beams do subdue A ngry, agèd Winter. B lasts are mild, and seas are calm, E very meadow flows with balm, T he Earth wears all her riches; H armonious birds sing such a psalm, A s ear and heart bewitches. R eserve (sweet Spring) this Nymph of ours, E ternal garlands of thy flowers, G reen garlands never wasting: I n her shall last our state’s fair Spring, N ow and for ever flourishing, A s long as Heaven is lasting.

Collection: 
English
1589
Sir John Davies
Sub Title: 
Descriptive Poems: I. Personal: Rulers; Statesmen; Warriors

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