| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | To Spring | | By William Blake (1757–1827) |
| | | O THOU with dewy locks, who lookest down | |
| Thro’ the clear windows of the morning, turn | |
| Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, | |
| Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! | |
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| The hills tell each other, and the list’ning | 5 |
| Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned | |
| Up to thy bright pavillions: issue forth, | |
| And let thy holy feet visit our clime. | |
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| Come o’er the eastern hills, and let our winds | |
| Kiss thy perfumèd garments; let us taste | 10 |
| Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls | |
| Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee. | |
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| O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour | |
| Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put | |
| Thy golden crown upon her languish’d head, | 15 |
| Whose modest tresses were bound up for thee! | | | | |
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