WOULDST THOU LEARN, a poem

WOULDST thou learn what coldness is,
     Seek it not where Hebrus flows,
Shuddering, to the abyss;
     Nor where Hermon's gleaming snows,
     On its frozen heights, repose;
But on such a morn as this,
     When no blade of grass is dumb,
When the birds, low-twittering, build,
And Earth's heart is passion-thrill'd,—
     Come to Love's deserted home!

"Wouldst thou learn" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in Poems (1898) and Poems (1916) Volume II.