4534908Poems — Look UpClara A. Merrill
LOOK UP
(Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.)

Tis dreary now, a snowy shroud
Lies white upon the ground;
While fierce and wild the piercing blast
With chilling notes resound.

No songs of birds—No crickets chirp,
No busy hum of bees
Ere floats aloft.—The Wood-nymphs sleep
Within the leafless trees.

All Nature's works now dormant lie
'Neath pure, white cover lid;
The violets nestle snug and warm
Prom harm securely hid.

List! Spring has sent her harbinger—
And laden with garlands, she brings
Perfumes that are sweet as the breath of the dawn
On the sheen of her beautiful wings.

Soft winds will follow in her wake
And put to flight the snow—
The bird-songs sweet will soon be heard
In cadence soft and low.

Then do not e'er grieve for adverse
Conditions that exist,—
The sun will show its sovereign power
And drive away the mist!

Why reck we then tho' storms assail
And winds hold wild career?
Look up! and feel within your heart
That Summer now is here.

Dispel the morbid sense of gloom!
The bleak earth soon anew
Shall bloom again, like flowerets fair
Kissed by the summer dew.