A Year's Carols: 04 - April

Algernon Charles Swinburne

Crowned April, king whose kiss bade earth
Bring forth to time her lordliest birth
When Shakespeare from thy lips drew breath
And laughed to hold in one soft hand
A spell that bade the world’s wheel stand,
And power on life, and power on death;
With choiring suns and sunbright showers
Praise him, the flower of all thy flowers.

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