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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CROW, by WILLIAM CANTON Poet's Biography
First Line: With rakish eye and plenished crop
Last Line: Takes the glad morning's sun and air.
Subject(s): Birds; Crows
First Line: With rakish eye and plenished crop
Last Line: Takes the glad morning's sun and air.
Subject(s): Birds; Crows
With rakish eye and plenished crop,
Oblivious of the farmer's gun,
Upon the naked ash-tree top
The Crow sits basking in the sun.
An old ungodly rogue, I wot!
For, perched in black against the blue,
His feathers, torn with beak and shot,
Let woful glints of April through.
The year's new grass, and, golden-eyed,
The daisies sparkle underneath,
And chestnut trees on either side
Have opened every ruddy sheath.
But doubtful still of frost and snow,
The ash alone stands stark and bare,
And on its topmost twig the Crow
Takes the glad morning's sun and air.
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