It is a love poem, I very much get the sense that Blake is in love with spring, and is pining for her return. He personifies spring into a beautiful, heavenly maiden. The "western isle" of England, hails the approach of spring with a "full choir". One can almost hear and see the grassy hills singing loud and clear with their wide open fields.
In the 5th line, Blake grants the fields vocal power once again: "The hills tell each other..."
Blake conveys a sense of anticipation. Almost as if a goddess of inconcievable beauty and warmth is approaching the shores of England. Blake does, in fact, ascribe a religious, or divine element to spring, "And let thy holy feet visit our clime."
The "languished head" of England after winter, yearns for the kiss of spring's "perfumed garments", and for the taste of spring's "morn and evening breath..." The evocative use of words makes me, in my state of Sydney winter, have that same desire for the sweet smell of flowers and freshly cut grass, the warm carress of the fading day. The golden days of spring are like an entree of kiwifruit, before the main meal of the mango is served.
The "modest tresses" of England's languished head were bound up for spring... presumably a reference to the lack of foliage on deciduous trees?
Spring is the princess, daughter of the queen of summer, and I can't wait to see her golden crown glimmer again.
I would now like to take this oppertunity to comment on David Norris' livejournal entry in which he questions why Blake thought so highly of children when they're not all they're cracked up to be.
Of course children aren't always smiling little cherubs... more often than not they are being annoying. They do have a certain innocence which adults don't have, and will not ever (naturally) experience again. David say that they have this innocence by default, which is true, yet it is something that adults should endevour to be like. For example, a baby smiles can smile at anyone, they don't have to judge whether that person is worthy of their smile or not.
However, David, I like your parallel thinking in your entry. Always question everything.