Spring Has Come

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When lilacs blossom, Summer cries Bud, little roses! Spring is here!

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Updated February 8, 2025, by Catherine Pulsifer


Oliver Wendell Holmes beautifully captures the arrival of spring, a season of hope and renewal. As winter fades, the world bursts to life with blooming flowers, warm sunlight, and gentle breezes. His poem Spring Has Come invites us to appreciate the simple joys of nature, reminding us that spring is a time to embrace change, fresh beginnings, and the beauty of life unfolding before our eyes.


Spring Has Come

Poet: Oliver Wendell Holmes

The sunbeams, lost for half a year,
Slant through my pane their morning rays;
For dry northwesters cold and clear.
The east blows in its thin blue haze.

And first the snowdrop's bells are seen.
Then close against the sheltering wall
The tulip's horn of dusky green,
The peony's dark unfolding ball.

The golden-chaliced crocus burns;
The long narcissus-blades appear;
The cone-beaked hyacinth returns
To light her blue-flamed chandelier.

The willow's whistling lashes, wrung
By the wild winds of gusty March,
With sallow leaflets lightly strung,
Are swaying by the tufted larch.

The elms have robed their slender spray,
With full-blown flower and embryo leaf;
Wide o'er the clasping arch of day
Soars like a cloud their hoary chief.

See the proud tulip's flaunting cup,
That flames in glory for an hour, -
Behold it withering, - then look up, -
How meek the forest monarch's flower!

When wake the violets. Winter dies;
When sprout the elm-buds. Spring is near;
When lilacs blossom, Summer cries
"Bud, little roses! Spring is here!"

The windows blush with fresh bouquets,
Cut with the May-dew on their lips;
The radish all its bloom displays,
Pink as Aurora's finger-tips.

Nor less the flood of light that showers
On beauty's changed corolla-shades, -
The walks are gay as bridal bowers
With rows of many petalled maids.



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