Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLACKBIRD, by WILLIAM BARNES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ov all the birds upon the wing Last Line: Where I do hear the blackbird's zong. Subject(s): Birds; Blackbirds; Singing & Singers; Spring; Songs | ||||||||
Ov all the birds upon the wing Between the zunny show'rs o' spring, Vor all the lark, a-swingèn high, Mid zing below a cloudless sky, An' sparrows, clust'rèn roun' the bough, Mid chatter to the men at plough, The blackbird, whisslèn in among The boughs, do zing the gaÿest zong. Vor we do hear the blackbird zing His sweetest ditties in the spring, When nippèn win's noo mwore do blow Vrom northern skies, wi' sleet or snow, But dreve light doust along between The leäne-zide hedges, thick an' green; An' zoo the blackbird in among The boughs do zing the gaÿest zong. 'Tis blithe, wi' newly-open'd eyes, To zee the mornèn's ruddy skies; Or, out a-haulèn frith or lops Vrom new-plesh'd hedge or new vell'd copse, To rest at noon in primrwose beds Below the white-bark'd woak trees' heads; But there's noo time, the whole daÿ long, Lik' evenèn wi' the blackbird's zong. Vor when my work is all a-done Avore the zettèn o' the zun, Then blushèn Jeäne do walk along The hedge to meet me in the drong, An' staÿ till all is dim an' dark Bezides the ashen tree's white bark; An' all bezides the blackbird's shrill An 'runnèn evenèn-whissle's still. An' there in bwoyhood I did rove Wi' pryèn eyes along the drove To vind the nest the blackbird meäde O' grass-stalks in the high bough's sheäde: Or clim' aloft, wi' clingèn knees, Vor crows' aggs up in swaÿèn trees, While frighten'd blackbirds down below Did chatter o' their little foe. An' zoo there's noo pleäce lik' the drong, Where I do hear the blackbird's zong. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A WINTER NIGHT by WILLIAM BARNES |
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