Spring Time Classic – MADHU MALTI

The Trees : Philips Larkin : : Spring Time Classic : :

The TreesThe trees are coming into leafLike something almost being said;The recent buds relax and spread,Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born againAnd we grow old? No, they die too,Their yearly trick of looking newIs written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles threshIn fullgrown thicknessContinue reading “The Trees : Philips Larkin : : Spring Time Classic : :”

Spring : Christina Rossetti : : Spring Time Classic : :

Spring Frost-locked all the winter,Seeds, and roots, and stones of fruits,What shall make their sap ascendThat they may put forth shoots?Tips of tender green,Leaf, or blade, or sheath;Telling of the hidden lifeThat breaks forth underneath,Life nursed in its grave by Death. Blows the thaw-wind pleasantly,Drips the soaking rain,By fits looks down the waking sun:Young grassContinue reading “Spring : Christina Rossetti : : Spring Time Classic : :”

Spring : Gerard Manley Hopkins : : Spring Time Classic : :

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrushThrough the echoing timber does so rinse and wringThe ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brushThe descending blue; that blue is all in aContinue reading “Spring : Gerard Manley Hopkins : : Spring Time Classic : :”

Now fades the last long streak of snow’: Alfred, Lord Tennyson : : Spring Time Classic : :

Now fades the last long streak of snow,Now burgeons every maze of quickAbout the flowering squares, and thickBy ashen roots the violets blow. (1) Now rings the woodland loud and long,The distance takes a lovelier hue,And drown’d in yonder living blueThe lark becomes a sightless song. (2) Now dance the lights on lawn and lea,TheContinue reading “Now fades the last long streak of snow’: Alfred, Lord Tennyson : : Spring Time Classic : :”

SPRING : William Blake : Merryland Academy Video : (1) : The Cuckoo (13 th Century Jolly Song) : Carol Rumen ( For The Guardian ) : (2) : : Spring Time Classic : :

https://youtu.be/oHXoKxwmX0A Spring Sound the flute!Now it’s mute!Bird’s delight,Day and night,Nightingale,In the dale,Lark in sky,—Merrily,Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year. Little boy,Full of joy;Little girl,Sweet and small;Cock does crow,So do you;Merry voice,Infant noise;Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year. Little lamb,Here I am;Come and lickMy white neck;Let me pullYour soft wool;Let me kissYour soft face;Merrily,Continue reading “SPRING : William Blake : Merryland Academy Video : (1) : The Cuckoo (13 th Century Jolly Song) : Carol Rumen ( For The Guardian ) : (2) : : Spring Time Classic : :”

The Lines Written In Early Spring : William Wordsworth : : Spring Time Classic : :

I heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined,In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to thinkWhat man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,TheContinue reading “The Lines Written In Early Spring : William Wordsworth : : Spring Time Classic : :”

Sonnet 98 : From You have I been absent in the Spring.. . : William Shakespeare : : Spring Time Classic : :

Sonnet 98By William Shakespeare From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smellOf different flowers in odour and in hue,Could make me any summer’s storyContinue reading “Sonnet 98 : From You have I been absent in the Spring.. . : William Shakespeare : : Spring Time Classic : :”