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Lyric Poem · Nature

Ode On The Spring

by Thomas Gray

1Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours,

2Fair Venus' train, appear,

3Disclose the long-expecting flowers,

4And wake the purple year!

5The Attic warbler pours her throat,

6Responsive to the cuckoo's note,

7The untaught harmony of spring:

8While, whisp'ring pleasure as they fly,

9Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky

10Their gathered fragrance fling.

11Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch

12A broader browner shade,

13Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech

14O'er-canopies the glade,

15Beside some water's rushy brink

16With me the Muse shall sit, and think

17(At ease reclined in rustic state)

18How vain the ardour of the Crowd,

19How low, how little are the Proud,

20How indigent the Great!

21Still is the toiling hand of Care;

22The panting herds repose:

23Yet hark, how through the peopled air

24The busy murmur glows!

25The insect-youth are on the wing,

26Eager to taste the honied spring

27And float amid the liquid noon:

28Some lightly o'er the current skim,

29Some show their gayly-gilded trim

30Quick-glancing to the sun.

31To Contemplation's sober eye

32Such is the race of Man:

33And they that creep, and they that fly,

34Shall end where they began.

35Alike the Busy and the Gay

36But flutter thro' life's little day,

37In Fortune's varying colours drest:

38Brushed by the hand of rough Mischance,

39Or chilled by Age, their airy dance

40They leave, in dust to rest.

41Methinks I hear, in accents low,

42The sportive kind reply:

43Poor moralist! and what art thou?

44A solitary fly!

45Thy joys no glittering female meets,

46No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets,

47No painted plumage to display:

48On hasty wings thy youth is flown;

49Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone—

50We frolic while 'tis May.

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Poem
Ode On The Spring
Poet
Thomas Gray
Length
50 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Nature, Spring, Childhood

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Thomas Gray1716–1771
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