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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>LXXXIII: Spring</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dip down upon the northern shore,<br>O sweet new-year, delaying long;<br>Thou doest expectant Nature wrong,<br>Delaying long, delay no more.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What stays thee from the clouded noons,<br>Thy sweetness from its proper place?<br>Can trouble live with April days,<br>Or sadness in the summer moons?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bring orchis, bring the fox-glove spire,<br>The little speedwell's darling blue,<br>Deep tulips dashed with fiery dew,<br>Laburnums, dropping-wells of fire.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O thou, new-year, delaying long,<br>Delayest the sorrow in my blood,<br>That longs to burst a frozen bud,<br>And flood a fresher throat with song.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a></strong></div>

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