Birds, Vol. III, No 3, March 1898

<h2><SPAN name="MARCH" id="MARCH"></SPAN>MARCH.</h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">The stormy March has come at last,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">With wind and cloud and changing skies,</div> <div class="verse">I hear the rushing of the blast,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">That through the snowy valley flies.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">Ah, passing few are they who speak,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">Wild stormy month! in praise of thee;</div> <div class="verse">Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">Thou art a welcome month to me.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">For thou, to northern lands, again</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">The glad and glorious sun dost bring,</div> <div class="verse">And thou hast joined the gentle train</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">And, in thy reign of blast and storm,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">Smiles many a long, bright, sunny day,</div> <div class="verse">When the changed winds are soft and warm,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">And heaven puts on the blue of May.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">Then sing aloud the gushing rills,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">And the full springs, from frost set free,</div> <div class="verse">That, brightly leaping down the hills,</div> <div class="verse indent-1_5">Are just set out to meet the sea.</div> <div class="verse ar">&mdash;<span class="sc">Bryant.</span></div> </div></div> </div> <hr class="small" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</SPAN></span></p> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />