I’ll rhyme thee a rhimelet in tenderest rhome,
And tell thee how oft in my longing, I’ve lung
To welcome thy coming, O beautiful sprung!
Symbolical season! exquisitest soze!
All nature uprising in gleefulest gloze,
Wide opens its larynx to sing and to shout,
Exuberant pleasure and gratefulest grout.
The blithe little rivulets run to the seas,—
The little buds start on the hemlocks and trees;
The wild geese are screaming their vigorest scream,