Soft & Sweet Springtime Decor

Spring Quiet

Gone were but the Winter,
  Come were but the Spring,
I would go to a covert
  Where the birds sing.

Where in the whitethom
  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.” 

-Christina Rossetti (1847)

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