Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)

The New Day. Part 4. 8. The Seasons

O strange Spring days, when from the shivering ground
Love riseth, wakening from his dreamful swound
And, frightened, in the stream his face hath found!

O Summer days; when Love hath grown apace,
And feareth not to look upon Love's face,
And lightnings burn where earth and sky embrace!

O Autumn, when the winds are dank and dread,
How brave above the dying and the dead
The conqueror, Love, uplifts his banner red!

O Winter, when the earth lies white and chill!
Now only hath strong Love his perfect will,
Whom heat, nor cold, nor death can bind nor kill.

Richard Watson Gilder’s other poems:

  1. The New Day. Part 3. 30. The Sower
  2. The New Day. Part 4. 11. “O Mighty River, Triumphing to the Sea”
  3. The New Day. Part 4. 12. “My Songs Are All of Thee, What Tho’ I Sing”
  4. The New Day. Part 3. 4. “What Would I Win Thee To?”
  5. The New Day. Part 3. 15. Listening to Music




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