| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | Holiday | | By Henry Dawson Lowry (1869–1906) |
| | | LAST night God barr’d the portals of the East, | |
| And half-asleep I heard the sudden rain, | |
| Most welcome, petulant at my window-pane: | |
| And knew sweet Spring, Hell’s prisoner, was released. | |
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| To-day the North-West comes across the hills, | 5 |
| Kindly but cold, and in the splendid bay | |
| White are the waves, and white the flying spray, | |
| More white the clouds wherewith the vast sky fills. | |
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| Sudden, the rain! more swift, more icy cold | |
| Than even hail: then, quick, the hearty sun! | 10 |
| And all day long, until the day is done, | |
| Dance the gay daffodils in smocks of gold. | | | | |
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