{"id":3506,"date":"2010-04-14T14:27:20","date_gmt":"2010-04-14T18:27:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/?p=3506"},"modified":"2010-04-14T14:27:20","modified_gmt":"2010-04-14T18:27:20","slug":"longfellows-april","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/?p=3506","title":{"rendered":"Longfellow&#039;s April"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3594\/3513115343_814b87195c_m.jpg?w=474\" alt=\"sapling by nathansnostalgia\/Flickr\" align=\"right\" hspace=\"8\"\/>When the warm sun, that brings<br \/>\n<br \/>Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,<br \/>\n<br \/>&#8216;T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs<br \/>\n<br \/>    The first flower of the plain. <\/p>\n<p>    I love the season well,<br \/>\n<br \/>When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,<br \/>\n<br \/>Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell<br \/>\n<br \/>    The coming-on of storms. <\/p>\n<p>    From the earth&#8217;s loosened mould<br \/>\n<br \/>The sapling draws its sustenance, and thrives;<br \/>\n<br \/>Though stricken to the heart with winter&#8217;s cold,<br \/>\n<br \/>    The drooping tree revives. <\/p>\n<p>    The softly-warbled song<br \/>\n<br \/>Comes from the pleasant woods, and colored wings<br \/>\n<br \/>Glance quick in the bright sun, that moves along<br \/>\n<br \/>    The forest openings. <\/p>\n<p>    When the bright sunset fills<br \/>\n<br \/>The silver woods with light, the green slope throws<br \/>\n<br \/>Its shadows in the hollows of the hills,<br \/>\n<br \/>    And wide the upland glows. <\/p>\n<p>    And when the eve is born,<br \/>\n<br \/>In the blue lake the sky, o&#8217;er-reaching far,<br \/>\n<br \/>Is hollowed out, and the moon dips her horn,<br \/>\n<br \/>    And twinkles many a star.<\/p>\n<p>    Inverted in the tide<br \/>\n<br \/>Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw,<br \/>\n<br \/>And the fair trees look over, side by side,<br \/>\n<br \/>    And see themselves below.<\/p>\n<p>    Sweet April! many a thought<br \/>\n<br \/>Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed;<br \/>\n<br \/>Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought,<br \/>\n<br \/>    Life&#8217;s golden fruit is shed. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.hwlongfellow.org\/poems_poem.php?pid=197\">&#8220;An April Day&#8221; by H.W. Longfellow<\/a><br \/>\n<br \/>Photo of sapling by nathansnostalgia\/Flickr<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When the warm sun, that brings Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, &#8216;T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs The first flower of the plain. I love the season well, When forest glades are teeming with bright forms, Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell The coming-on of storms. From the earth&#8217;s loosened &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/?p=3506\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Longfellow&#039;s April<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3506","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3506","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3506"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3506\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3506"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3506"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brandywinebooks.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3506"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}