Early Spring (Tennyson)

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I
Once more the Heavenly Power
     Makes all things new,
And domes the red-plow'd hills
     With loving blue;
The blackbirds have their wills,
     The throstles too.

II
Opens a door in Heaven;
     From skies of glass
A Jacob's ladder falls
     On greening grass,
And o'er the mountain-walls
     Young angels pass.

III
Before them fleets the shower,
     And burst the buds,
And shine the level lands,
     And flash the floods;
The stars are from their hands
     Flung thro' the woods.

IV
The woods with living airs
     How softly fann'd,
Light airs from where the deep,
     All down the sand,
Is breathing in his sleep,
     Heard by the land.

V
O follow, leaping blood,
     The season's lure!
O heart, look down and up
     Serene, serene
Warm as the crocus cup,
     Like snowdrops, pure!

VI
Past, Future glimpse and fade
     Thro' some slight spell,
A gleam from yonder vale,
     Some far blue fell,
And sympathies, how frail,
     In sound and smell!

VII
Till at thy chuckled note,
     Thou twinkling bird,
The fairy fancies range,
     And, lightly stirr'd,
Ring little bells of change
     From word to word.

VIII
For now the Heavenly Power
     Makes all things new,
And thaws the cold, and fills
     The flower with dew;
The blackbirds have their wills,
     The poets too.

This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.