You Nightingales, that came so far, From Afric's shore; With these rich notes, unloaded now Against my door; Most true they are far richer freight Than ships can hold; That come from there with ivory tusks, And pearls, and gold. But you'll return more rich, sweet birds, By many notes, When you take my Love's sweeter ones Back in your throats, And Afric's coast will be enriched By how you sing! What! you'll bring others back with you, To learn -- next Spring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FORGOTTEN TUNE by PAUL VERLAINE HYMN OF THE EARTH by WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING (1817-1901) NICHOLAS NYE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE LITTLE PEACH by EUGENE FIELD THE LOST SHEEP by SARAH PRATT MCCLAIN GREENE CALLER HERRIN' by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE |