The First Spring Day

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The First Spring Day
by Christina Rossetti

I wonder if the sap is rising yet,
If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun,
And crocus fires are kindling one by one,
Sing, robin sing;
I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.

I wonder if the Springtide of this year
Will bring another Spring both lost and dear;
If heart and spirit will find out their Spring
Or if the world alone will bud and sing;
Sing, hope, to me;
Sweet notes, my hope, soft notes for memory.

The sap will surely quicken soon or late,
The tardiest bird will twitter to a mate,
So Spring must dawn again with warmth and bloom,
Or in this world or in the world to come,
Sing, voice of Spring,
Till I too blossom and rejoice and sing.

[Bill Fernie]

Spring was one of her favourite topics that she returned to more than once.

For a few more see -
http://www.englishonline.co.uk/frees.../rossetti.html