Spring Quiet
by Christina Rossetti
Gone were but the Winter,
Come were but the Spring,
I would go to a covert
Where the birds sing.
Where in the whitethorn
Singeth a thrush,
And a robin sings
In the holly-bush.
Full of fresh scents
Are the budding boughs
Arching high over
A cool green house:
Full of sweet scents,
And whispering air
Which sayeth softly:
“We spread no snare;
“Here dwell in safety,
Here dwell alone,
With a clear stream
And a mossy stone.
“Here the sun shineth
Most shadily;
Here is heard an echo
Of the far sea,
Though far off it be.â€
Our first rose of the season. Perfect timing don’t you think?
Taking a few days off to enjoy the beautiful weather that spring has brought us and spend time with family. See you again in a few days!
Happy Spring!
Oh Regina,
That painting just makes me smile from ear to ear. Such a beautiful tribute to Mama Nature. Thank you!
hugs….good to hear from you and love this painting! Spring is about to pounce on us…any minute…we are ready!
This is a beautiful painting. One of your best that I’ve seen. Really, I love it.
Really Sweet Painting.
And I am jealous for your rose – but I will have mine in 2-1/2 – 3 months.