Spring Note
I hear the voice of spring; It doth sing, Through the air’s clear wings, Of the flowers that bring In their bloom, all things; The earth, a world in green, Doth sheen; Oh, the joy of the seen, The pure delight!
- Elizabeth Palmer Peabody
Spring Note
I hear the voice of spring; It doth sing, Through the air’s clear wings, Of the flowers that bring In their bloom, all things; The earth, a world in green, Doth sheen; Oh, the joy of the seen, The pure delight!