Blossomed Spring from enchanted year,
Now may long lipped magic weave,
when Fair Persephone's love, unwrap
As thus azur'd flowers's wide appear.

O' wake with the darling season!
where green bosomed earth will pine,
For butterfly wings and cuckoo's flap,
And tame their consort's to the boon.

West wind adrift from Dorian dells,
And bliss as whose ascended harmony ,
Beguiled scent's among posy bands;
With murm'ring delight as they lolls.

And the blue skyward they did stretch;
Seen a train of Oscine's uprise,
Therein they tweets,and slides afield,
To that moss-bloomed wilder couch.

Lo' golden harvest's round many beech,
With sweet-lushest fruits and overjoy,
From clusters of tiny yellow flowers,
With sassafras trees brighten much.

Panting multitudes; bestir!
The enthusiast obeys this clime!
Yet sun with its moderate glance,
And flown a narrow brooklet fair.

Cyclamens in her tints of pink,
Bloom'd on the peaks of Meteora.
And lilies sprung from Olympus,
With yellow starlike daisies blink

T'is the ancient sculptured high-land,
Of flowers and long- age heritage;
which decorates fields and plateaus;
The steep mountains of peaceful land.

Woodland sedges outgrowing so neath,
Where Grasshopper's find frisky time,
which keen to that syrupy spring,
As Greece bows the grandeur of Earth.