---
title: Times and Seasons
description: Issues of 1842 to 1843.
authors:
  - Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
editors:
  - Ebenezer Robinson
  - Don Carlos Smith
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
  - Taylor, John
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - newspaper
  - times-and-seasons
  - nauvoo
  - nineteenth-century
periodical: Times and Seasons
volume: 4
number: 13
published: 1843-05-15
publisher: E. Robinson and D. C. Smith; later John Taylor
publisher_place: Commerce and Nauvoo, Illinois
language: en
type: article
reference: "“Ode to Spring,” *Times and Seasons* 4, no. 13 (May 15, 1843): 208."
printed_title: Ode to Spring.
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1843-05-15_4_13
  transcription: Text from the Centerplace.org transcription (https://www.centerplace.org/history/ts/v4n13.htm), with its page breaks; this Internet Archive scan is the reference copy (its OCR was used only as a witness for OCR repair)
  identifier: per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1843-05-15_4_13
start_page: 208
end_page: 208
curator_note: A Mormon newspaper published by the church in Nauvoo; included for historical study. Inclusion does not imply endorsement.
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1843 (Nauvoo, Illinois); published before 1931, so public domain in the United States
  source: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1843-05-15_4_13
  publication_year: 1843
---

# Ode to Spring

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By Miss Eliza R. Snow

Joyous spring! with Joy I greet thee- With unnumber'd speeches ringing-

In thy smiles, I smile to meet thee, There the sportive tribes are singing

Now stern winter's frown is gone; Tender sonnets to their loves.

Nature welcomes thy retiring-

Laying off her garb of mourning, There the city's heart rejoices-

Puts her bridal tresses on. Business with her thousand voices,

With improvement steps apace:

Insects round my feet are humming- Architecture is unfolding,

Music on each gale is coming Specimens of richest moulding,

With a soft, melodious sound: Rising up with lofty grace.

Beauty wakens from its slumbers,

And in countless, flowing numbers Welcome spring! estranged from sadness-

Pleasure's streams are eddying round. Paragon of nature's gladness!

Welcome to a heart like mine:

Mingled flowrets gaily blooming, Other seasons have their pleasures-

With the twilight breeze perfuming, Autumn has its dropping treasures [treasures]-

Glade and glen: the woodland grow; Hope's fair prospect, spring is thine.