Littell's Living Age/Volume 173/Issue 2243/"Would thy warm heart human, too!"

thy warm heart were human, too, O spirit of the Spring! So should thy softest breezes woo The souls most suffering.

So shouldst thou bid some frolic air No longer play so light, But to foul courts and alleys fare, Full-charged with Spring's delight;

To whisper what a glory fills The woodslope to the stream, Where in the dusk the daffodils Like flakes of sunlight gleam!

Some air that in the sick man's breast Like a new life should lie; Or fan the fevered brow to rest, And with the dying die!