Nature
March
From An American Anthology, 1787–1900, ed. Edmund Clarence Stedman (1900)
Nature
The earth seems a desolate mother,—
Betrayed like the princess of old,
The ermine stripped from her shoulders,
And her bosom all naked and cold.
But a joy looks out from her sadness,
For she feels with a glad unrest
The throb of the unborn summer
Under her bare, brown breast.
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Webb, Charles Henry. “March.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/webb_ch/1/.
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Webb, Charles Henry. “March.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/webb_ch/1/.
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