Song in March
Now are the winds about us in their glee
Tossing the slender tree;
Whirling the sands about his furious car
March cometh from afar;
Breaks the seal'd magic of old Winter's dreams,
And rends his glassy streams;
Chafing with potent airs, he fiercely takes
Their fetters from the lakes,
And, with a power by queenly Spring supplied,
Wakens the slumbering tide.
With a wild love he seeks young Summer's charms,
And clasps her in his arms;
Lifting his shield between, he drives away
Old Winter from his prey;–
The ancient tyrant whom he boldly braves,
Goes howling to his caves;
And, to his northern realm compelled to fly,
Yields up the victory;
Melted are all his bands, o'erthrown his towers,
And March comes bringing flowers.
~~
William Gilmore Simms (1806-1870)
from Poems: Descriptive, dramatic, legendary and contemplative, 1853
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