III + 

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? + 

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,⁠— + 

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, + 

And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; + 

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn + 

Among the river-sallows, borne aloft + 

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; + 

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; + 

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft + 

The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, + 

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. + 