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Blupete's Weekly Commentary

March 18th, 2001. Index Button

Margo and I are taking a couple of weeks off so that we might go to Lanzarote (http://www.Lanzarote.com). We will come back, to, what we hope, will be spring in Nova Scotia.

"Spring"
By Christina Rossetti.

Frost-Locked all the winter,
Seeds and roots, and stones of fruits,
What shall make their sap ascend
That they may put forth shoots?
Tips of tender green,
Leaf, or blade or sheath;
Telling of the hidden life
That breaks forth underneath,
Life nursed in its grave by Death

Blows the thaw-wind pleasantly,
Drips the soaking rain,
By fits looks down the waking sun:
Young grass springs on the plain;
Young leaves clothe early hedgerow trees;
Seeds, and roots, and stones of fruits,
Swoln with sap put forth their shoots;
Curled-headed ferns sprout in the lane;
Birds sing and pair again.

There is no time like Spring,
When live's alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
Before cleft swallows speed their journey back
Along the trackless track --
God guides their wing,
He spreads their table that they nothing lack, --
Before the daisy grows a common flower,
Before the sun had power
To scorch the world up in his noontide hour.

There is no time like Spring,
Like Spring that passes by;
There is no life like Spring-life born to die, --
Piercing the sod,
Clothing the uncouth clod,
Hatched in the nest,
Fledged on the windy bough,
Strong on the wing:
There is no time like Spring that passes by,
Now newly born, and now
Hastening to die.

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