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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE Poet's Biography First Line: There's a sleek thrush sits in the apple-tree Last Line: Can the music fade out of love like thine! | |||
THERE'S a sleek thrush sits in the apple-tree When it blooms all over with rosy snow, And hark! how he opens his heart to me, Till its inmost hopes and desires I know! Blow, wind, blow, For the thrush will fly when the bloom must go. O a friend I had, and I loved him well, And his heart was open and sang to mine, And it pains me worse than I choose to tell, That he cares no more if I laugh or pine: Friend of mine, Can the music fade out of love like thine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMPRESSION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE LYING IN THE GRASS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE ON A LUTE FOUND IN A SARCOPHAGUS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE REVELATION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE SUPPLIANT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE THE VANISHING BOAT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE WITH A COPY OF HERRICK by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE 1870-71 by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A BALLAD OF THE UPPER THAMES by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A DREAM OF NOVEMBER; TO ARTHUR SYMONS by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |
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