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APRIL. REMY BELLEAU
APRIL, pride of woodland ways, Of glad days, April, bringing hope of prime, To the young flowers that beneath Their bud sheath Are guarded in their tender time; April, pride of fields that be Green and free, That in fashion glad and gay, Stud with flowers red and blue, Every hue1, Their jewelled spring array; April, pride of murmuring Winds of spring, That beneath the winnowed2 air, Trap with subtle nets and sweet Flora's feet, Flora's feet, the fleet and fair; April, by thy hand caressed3, From her breast Nature scatters4 everywhere Handfuls of all sweet perfumes, Buds and blooms, Making faint the earth and air. April, joy of the green hours, Clothes with flowers Over all her locks of gold My sweet Lady; and her breast With the blest Birds of summer manifold. April, with thy gracious wiles5, Like the smiles, Smiles of Venus; and thy breath Like her breath, the Gods' delight, (From their height They take the happy air beneath;) It is thou that, of thy grace, From their place In the far-oft isles6 dost bring Swallows over earth and sea, Glad to be Messengers of thee, and Spring. Daffodil and eglantine, And woodbine, Lily, violet, and rose Plentiful7 in April fair, To the air, Their pretty petals8 do unclose. Nightingales ye now may hear, Piercing clear, Singing in the deepest shade; Many and many a babbled9 note Chime and float, Woodland music through the glade10. April, all to welcome thee, Spring sets free Ancient flames, and with low breath Wakes the ashes grey and old That the cold Chilled within our hearts to death. Thou beholdest in the warm Hours, the swarm11 Of the thievish bees, that flies Evermore from bloom to bloom For perfume, Hid away in tiny thighs12. Her cool shadows May can boast, Fruits almost Ripe, and gifts of fertile dew, Manna-sweet and honey-sweet, That complete Her flower garland fresh and new. Nay13, but I will give my praise, To these days, Named with the glad name of Her That from out the foam14 o' the sea Came to be Sudden light on earth and air. 点击收听单词发音
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