More Songs from Vagabondia

by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey


 

EARTH'S LYRICS


 

APRIL. You hearken, my fellow,
Old slumberer down in my heart?
There’s a whooping of ice in the rivers;
The sap feels a start.

The snow-melted torrents are brawling;

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The hills, orange-misted and blue,
Are touched with the voice of the rainbird
Unsullied and new.

The houses of frost are deserted,
Their slumber is broken and done,

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And empty and pale are the portals
Awaiting the sun.

The bands of Arcturus are slackened;
Orion goes forth from his place
On the slopes of the night, leading homeward

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His hound from the chase.

The Pleiades weary and follow
The dance of the ghostly dawn;
The revel of silence is over;
Earth’s lyric comes on.

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A golden flute in the cedars,
A silver pipe in the swales,
And the slow large life of the forest
Wells back and prevails.

A breath of the woodland spirit

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Has blown out the bubble of spring
To this tenuous hyaline glory
One touch sets a-wing.