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SUN, TREE AND CROW by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

Poet Analysis

First Line: THERE, ON A BRANCH, HE STANDS ALONE
Last Line: AND GIVES IT TO THAT OLD, BLACK CROW!
Subject(s): BIRDS; CROWS;
There, on a branch, he stands alone,
And, dangling from his knotted claws,
His prize -- a little, trembling eye!
Shall we exult at last,
To see this power -- that once was Earth's --
No longer held by any sky?

The power that once was Heaven's is changed,
It comes to Earth, it comes to Earth --
What mercy shall we show!
Our leaves, our common leaves have caught
The Sun's great eye, all shrunk and small --
And gives it to that old, black crow!



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