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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Last Spring</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THIS morning at the door<br>I heard the Spring.<br>Quickly I set it wide<br>And, welcoming,<br>'Come in, sweet Spring,' I cried,<br>'The winter ash, long dried,<br>Waits but your breath to rise<br>On phantom wing.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A brown leaf shivered by,<br>A soulless thing--<br>My heart in quick dismay<br>Forgot to sing--<br>Twisted and grim it lay,<br>Kin to the ghost-ash gray,<br>Dead, dead--strange herald this<br>Of jocund Spring!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=560828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I spurned it from the door.<br>I longed that Spring<br>Should come with song and glow<br>And rush of wing,<br>Not this, not this!--But O<br>Dead leaf, a year ago<br>You were the dear first-born<br>Of Hope and Spring!</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=Isabel+Ecclestone+Mackay">Isabel Ecclestone Mackay</a></strong></div>

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