Poem: “Flood-Tide of Flowers” by Henry Van Dyke

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Flood-Tide of Flowers

IN HOLLAND

The laggard winter ebbed so slowWith freezing rain and melting snow,It seemed as if the earth would stayForever where the tide was low,In sodden green and watery gray.

But now from depths beyond our sight,The tide is turning in the night,And floods of colour long concealedCome silent rising toward the light,Through garden bare and empty field.

And first, along the sheltered nooks,The crocus runs in little brooksOf joyance, till by light made boldThey show the gladness of their looksIn shining pools of white and gold.

The tiny scilla, sapphire blue,Is gently seeping in, to strewThe earth with heaven; and sudden rillsOf sunlit yellow, sweeping through,Spread into lakes of daffodils.

The hyacinths, with fragrant heads,Have overflowed their sandy beds,And fill the earth with faint perfume,The breath that Spring around her sheds.And now the tulips break in bloom!

A sea, a rainbow-tinted sea,A splendour and a mystery,Floods o’er the fields of faded gray:The roads are full of folks in glee,For lo,—to-day is Easter Day!

April, 1916.

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