Soft, Low And Sweet

Soft, low and sweet, the blackbird wakes the day,
And clearer pipes, as rosier grows the gray
   Of the wide sky, far, far into whose deep
   The rath lark soars, and scatters down the steep
His runnel song, that skyey roundelay.

Earth with a sigh awakes; and tremors play,
   Coy in her leafy trees, and falt'ring creep
Across the daisy lawn and whisper, "Well-a-day,"
   Soft, low and sweet.

From violet-banks the scent-clouds float away
   And spread around their fragrance, as of sleep:
   From ev'ry mossy nook the blossoms peep;
From ev'ry blossom comes one little ray
That makes the world-wealth one with Spring, alway
   Soft, low and sweet.

by Johannes Carl Andersen

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Nice imagery and good write.From violet-banks the scent-clouds float away And spread around their fragrance, as of sleep: From ev'ry mossy nook the blossoms peep;
Soft, low and sweet songs of birds in the early morning when colour of sky is changing and floating flowers spreading fragrance everywhere the Earth wakes to life! What a beautiful morning to begin with one's day 's work! It is indeed a lovely poem to read!
A lovely rustic picture of captivating scenery, where a painter composes through art Mr Anderson conveys with words a memory that lives on. Enchanting
earth with a sigh awakes. yup. nice poem to think about all the importance of waking up and not just seeing the goodness of a day, but realizing the importance of bringing and giving soft low and sweet comfort to those who are in need.
earth with a sigh awakes. yup. nice poem to think about all the importance of waking up and not just seeing the goodness of a day, but realizing the importance of bringing and giving soft low and sweet comfort to those who are in need.