Are at their old, wise tricks again of settling far and near.
Not long, ’tis when the hyacinths and tulips bloom in rows,
And lilies-of-the-valley start to whitening on their stems,
And woodsy things are opening fast to make a new out’-doors,
Then robin-redbreast on a sunny day
Comes taking life his usual charming way,
With a blithe and merry Che-che-chem-chem-chems!
While yet dry leaves and building twigs are left upon the ground
“I thought I’d come to the old place and take a look around.”
Then later, when the grasses curl, a-tilt in taller growth,