Deep in the earth I woke, I stirred. I said, "Was that the Spring I heard? For something called!" "No, no," they said; "Go back to sleep, go back to bed. You're far too soon; The world's too cold For you, so small." So I was told. But how could I go back to sleep? I could not wait; I had to peep! O wintry world, see me, awake! Spring calls and comes; 'tis no mistake.