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 sealed 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 to 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.
Song In March
William Gilmore Simms
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Poem topics: away, car, magic, power, spring, summer, tree, wild, shield, young, furious, ancient, victory, love, winter, I love you, march, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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