Spring: William Wordsworth

I heard a thousand blended notes,

While in a grove I sat reclined,

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts 

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,

The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;

And 'tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,

Their thoughts I cannot measure :-

But the least motion which they made,

It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,

To catch the breezy air;

And I must think, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.

Summary: The poem 'Spring' is an exciting creation of the greatest English poet William Wordsworth in which he describes the beauties of spring. He says that spring is such a season which has always represented a period of rebirth in nature. He says that spring is a season of beauty. It is also called the queen of the season. In spring, all the flowers are blooming and the birds are singing. Everything is enjoying the beauty and peace of spring except the poet. He is so sad. He is feeling sorry by seeing the charming nature around him. He knows the spring is a matter of few days. After few days, the spring will go away and he will not be able to stop it. But the poet is still satisfied by seeing the nature, by seeing the birds hopping and playing. He could hear the chattering of the birds but couldn't understand what they were saying. He was happy by seeing the buds catching the breezy air of spring. With them, the poet wants to forget his sadness. He enjoys the spring which has bought peace and happiness.