Day.
I am Day; I bring again
Life and glory, Love and pain:
Awake, arise! from death to death
Through me the World-s tale quickeneth.
Spring.
Spring am I, too soft of heart
Much to speak ere I depart:
Ask the Summer-tide to prove
The abundance of my love.
Summer.
Summer looked for long am I;
Much shall change or e-er I die.
Prithee take it not amiss
Though I weary thee with bliss.
Autumn.
Laden Autumn here I stand
Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
Nought but rest seems good to me,
Speak the word that sets me free.
Winter.
I am Winter, that do keep
Longing safe amidst of sleep:
Who shall say if I were dead
What should be remembered?
Night.
I am Night: I bring again
Hope of pleasure, rest from pain:
Thoughts unsaid -twixt Life and Death
My fruitful silence quickeneth.
Verses For Pictures
William Morris
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Poem topics: change, hope, silence, sleep, world, pleasure, good, weak, long, stand, prove, soft, abundance, depart, autumn, heart, life, night, pain, spring, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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