{"id":6136,"date":"2007-03-21T16:15:55","date_gmt":"2007-03-21T20:15:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6136"},"modified":"2022-10-12T15:41:58","modified_gmt":"2022-10-12T19:41:58","slug":"in-honor-of-the-first-day-of-spring","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6136","title":{"rendered":"The First Day Of Spring"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a poem about green by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=60456\">one of my favorites <\/a>&#8211; William Blake.  I love the line &#8220;Such, such were the joys&#8221;.  sniff.<\/p>\n<p><b>The Echoing Green<\/b> by William Blake<\/p>\n<p>The Sun does arise,<br \/>\nAnd make happy the skies;<br \/>\nThe merry bells ring<br \/>\nTo welcome the Spring;<br \/>\nThe skylark and thrush,<br \/>\nThe birds of the bush,<br \/>\nSing lounder around<br \/>\nTo the bells&#8217; chearful sound,<br \/>\nWhile our sports shall be seen<br \/>\nOn the Echoing Green.<\/p>\n<p>Old John, with white hair,<br \/>\nDoes laugh away care,<br \/>\nSitting under the oak,<br \/>\nAmong the old folk.<br \/>\nThey laugh at our play,<br \/>\nAnd soon they all say:<br \/>\n&#8220;Such, such were the joys<br \/>\nWhen we all, girls &#038; boys,<br \/>\nIn our youth time were seen<br \/>\nOn the Echoing Green.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Till the little ones, weary,<br \/>\nNo more can be merry;<br \/>\nThe sun does descend,<br \/>\nAnd our sports have on end.<br \/>\nRound the laps of their mothers<br \/>\nMany sisters and brothers,<br \/>\nLike birds in their nest,<br \/>\nAre ready for rest,<br \/>\nAnd sports no more seen<br \/>\nOn the darkening Green.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a poem about green by one of my favorites &#8211; William Blake. I love the line &#8220;Such, such were the joys&#8221;. sniff. The Echoing Green by William Blake The Sun does arise, And make happy the skies; The &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6136\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[160,252],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6136"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6136"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6136\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":180288,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6136\/revisions\/180288"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6136"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6136"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6136"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}