scruffy1
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- Holy Year from Pamplona 2010, SJPP 2011, Lisbon 2012, Le Puy 2013, Vezelay (partial watch this space!) 2014; 2015 Toulouse-Puenta la Reina (Arles)
When April, with his showers sweet with fruit
The drought of March has pierced unto the root
And bathed each vein in such a liquor that has power
To generate therein and sire the flower;
When Zephyr also has, with his sweet breath,
Quickened again, in every holt and heath,
The tender shoots and buds, and the young sun
Into the Ram one half his course has run,
And many little birds make melody
That sleep all the night with open eye
(So Nature pricks their courage, hearts, inclinations)-
Then do folk long to go on pilgrimage,
And palmers to go seeking out strange strands’
To distant shrines well known in sundry lands.
The drought of March has pierced unto the root
And bathed each vein in such a liquor that has power
To generate therein and sire the flower;
When Zephyr also has, with his sweet breath,
Quickened again, in every holt and heath,
The tender shoots and buds, and the young sun
Into the Ram one half his course has run,
And many little birds make melody
That sleep all the night with open eye
(So Nature pricks their courage, hearts, inclinations)-
Then do folk long to go on pilgrimage,
And palmers to go seeking out strange strands’
To distant shrines well known in sundry lands.