Poetry
... THE ANSWER OF SPRING. I come, I come I I heard the call Of earth, on every side; I saw the tears which the sky lot fall, And I'd fain those tears were dried I've struggled, and burst from the icy bond Which winter had o'er me cast; 1 hear sweet greetings, all loud and fond, And I come o'er the world at last I I smile, and the sunbeam broke forth, to shed A brighter and warmer ray; I smile, and ...