• Come, I come! ye have called me long,
    I come o'er the mountain with light and song:
    Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth,
    By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,
    By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass,
    By the green leaves, opening as I pass.

    Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans (1853). “Poetical Works”, p.125