<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409175" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flood-Tide of Flowers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN HOLLAND </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The laggard winter ebbed so slow<br>With freezing rain and melting snow,<br>It seemed as if the earth would stay<br>Forever where the tide was low,<br>In sodden green and watery gray. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now from depths beyond our sight,<br>The tide is turning in the night,<br>And floods of color long concealed<br>Come silent rising toward the light,<br>Through garden bare and empty field. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And first, along the sheltered nooks,<br>The crocus runs in little brooks<br>Of joyance, till by light made bold<br>They show the gladness of their looks<br>In shining pools of white and gold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tiny scilla, sapphire blue,<br>Is gently seeping in, to strew<br>The earth with heaven; and sudden rills<br>Of sunlit yellow, sweeping through,<br>Spread into lakes of daffodils. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hyacinths, with fragrant heads,<br>Have overflowed their sandy beds,<br>And fill the earth with faint perfume,<br>The breath that Spring around her sheds.<br>And now the tulips break in bloom! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sea, a rainbow-tinted sea,<br>A splendor and a mystery,<br>Floods o'er the fields of faded gray:<br>The roads are full of folks in glee,<br>For lo, -- to-day is Easter Day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Van+Dyke">Henry Van Dyke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409175" data-title="Flood-Tide of Flowers de Henry Van Dyke" data-description="IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth would stay Forever where the tide was low, In sodden green and watery gray. But now from depths beyond our sight, The tide is turning in..."></div> </div> </div>

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