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Poem by Edith Nesbit


Hope


   O THRUSH, is it true?
      Your song tells
   Of a world born anew,
   Of fields gold with buttercups, woodlands all blue
      With hyacinth bells;
   Of primroses deep
      In the moss of the lane,
   Of a Princess asleep
   And dear magic to do.
   Will the sun wake the princess?  O thrush, is it true?
      Will Spring come again?

   Will Spring come again?
      Now at last
   With soft shine and rain
   Will the violet be sweet where the dead leaves have lain?
      Will Winter be past?
   In the brown of the copse
      Will white wind-flowers star through
   Where the last oak-leaf drops?
      Will the daisies come too,
   And the may and the lilac?  Will Spring come again?
      O thrush, is it true?



Edith Nesbit


Edith Nesbit's other poems:
  1. A Portrait
  2. The Touchstone
  3. The Vault
  4. At the Gate
  5. The Kiss


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Joseph Addison Hope ("Our lives, discoloured with our present woes")
  • Oliver Goldsmith Hope ("To the last moment of his breath")
  • Emily Brontë Hope ("Hope was but a timid friend")
  • George Herbert Hope ("I gave to Hope a watch of mine: but he")
  • Charlotte Smith Hope ("Parody on Lord Strangford's")
  • Joseph Drake Hope ("See through yon cloud that rolls in wrath")
  • Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea Hope ("The Tree of Knowledge we in Eden prov'd")
  • Mathilde Blind Hope ("All treasures of the earth and opulent seas")

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