The spirit of the Spring
As I went down to Taunton Town,
Pondering thoughts of pain,
The very spirit of the Spring
Came glancing up the lane.
Violet eyes soft and wise,
A mien of matchless grace,
Fluttering feet that skimmed the street
Like swallows in the chase.
Upon her arm of moulded charm
A maund of nodding flowers,
A radiant crew, all drenched with dew
From Quantock's breezy bowers.
Into my heart they shone;
Till in their gleam of golden joy
All my grief was gone.
Submitted by Ted Perry
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