Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE VOICE, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES


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First Line: The nightingale I had not heard
Last Line: But you, my love, I thank with tears.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Birds; Voices


THE nightingale I had not heard,
Though charmed by many another bird;
If no one tells me it is her,
How shall I know whose voice is near?
She sings, I'm told, in some dark wood,
Ten yards of moonlight from the road.

This night, as I go forth alone,
Before the month of June has gone,
What voice is this among the trees,
So startling sweet? The matchless ease,
The passion, power that will not fail --
The nightingale! The nightingale!

I ask no man what bird is this,
The singer of such pain and bliss;
All other birds sing from their throats,
But from her heart come this bird's notes:
To them I give my common cheers,
But you, my love, I thank with tears.





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