Spring Greeting

All faintly through my soul to-day,

As from a bell that far

Is tinkled by some frolic fay,   Floateth a lovely chiming.

Thou magic bell, to many a

And many a winter-saddened

Thy tongue a tale of Spring doth tell,   Too passionate-sweet for rhyming.

Chime out, thou little song of Spring,

Float in the blue skies ravishing.

Thy song-of-life a joy doth bring   That's sweet, albeit fleeting.

Float on the Spring-winds e'en to my home:

And when thou to a rose shalt

That hath begun to show her bloom,   Say,

I send her greeting!