O BLACKBIRD, what a boy you are! How you do go it! Blowing your bugle to that one sweet star -- How you do blow it! And does she hear you, blackbird boy, so far? Or is it wasted breath? "Good Lord! she is so bright To-night!" The blackbird saith. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE A VALENTINE by LAURA ELIZABETH HOWE RICHARDS THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM by HENRY KIRKE WHITE |