Amy Lowell: Monadnock in Early Spring

Monadnock in Early Spring

Cloud-topped and splendid, dominating all  The little lesser hills which compass thee,  Thou standest, bright with April's buoyancy, Yet holding Winter in some shaded wall Of stern, steep rock; and startled by the call  Of Spring, thy trees flush with expectancy  And cast a cloud of crimson, silently, Above thy snowy crevices where fall  Pale shrivelled oak leaves, while the snow beneath  Melts at their phantom touch.  Another year Is quick with import.  Such each year has been.  Unmoved thou watchest all, and all bequeath  Some jewel to thy diadem of power, Thou pledge of greater majesty unseen.