Amy Lowell: To an Early Daffodil

To an Early Daffodil

Thou yellow trumpeter of laggard Spring!  Thou herald of rich Summer's myriad flowers!  The climbing sun with new recovered powers Does warm thee into being, through the ring Of rich, brown earth he woos thee, makes thee fling  Thy green shoots up, inheriting the dowers  Of bending sky and sudden, sweeping showers, Till ripe and blossoming thou art a thing  To make all nature glad, thou art so gay; To fill the lonely with a joy untold;  Nodding at every gust of wind to-day, To-morrow jewelled with raindrops.  Always bold  To stand erect, full in the dazzling play Of April's sun, for thou hast caught his gold.