II

 I guess the pussy-willows now Are creeping out on every bough Along the brook; and robins look For early worms behind the plough.

I guess the pussy-willows now

Are creeping out on every bough

Along the brook; and robins look

For early worms behind the plough.

  The thistle-birds have changed their dun, For yellow coats, to match the sun; And in the same array of flame The Dandelion Show's begun.

The thistle-birds have changed their dun,

For yellow coats, to match the sun;

And in the same array of flame

The Dandelion Show's begun.

 The flocks of young anemones Are dancing round the budding trees: Who can help wishing to go a-fishing In days as full of joy as these?

The flocks of young anemones

Are dancing round the budding trees:

Who can help wishing to go a-fishing

In days as full of joy as these?

III

 I think the meadow-lark's clear sound Leaks upward slowly from the ground, While on the wing the bluebirds ring Their wedding-bells to woods around.

I think the meadow-lark's clear sound

Leaks upward slowly from the ground,

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