Spring Fancies

The Northwind and the Southwind sought Fair, fickle Springtime’s favor ; Through March they blustered, raged and fought, Till blowing lost its savor.

The Northwind sighed and whisked aside, He knew his day was over ; Though now and then he came again, A gallant world-wide rover.

The Southwind lingered and caressed His love in sylvan bower ; A saucy breeze sprang from the west, And drenched him with a shower.

Fair Springtime’s smile sought to beguile, This lover brisk and daring; Through April days he went her ways, Then to fresh loves went faring.