IT was the night when we expected news from France, To say the war was over, and the fighting done; The tidings that would make my heart rejoice at last, For foe as well as friend, and make the peoples one. And as I moved amidst that silent multitude, Feeling the presence of a wild excitement there, The world appeared to me so strange and wonderful -- I almost heard a cuckoo in Trafalgar Square! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO LAKE LEMAN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BETWEEN THE LINES by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON STEVENSON'S BIRTHDAY by KATHERINE WISE MILLER SONNET: 53 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ON KEATS, WHO DESIRED THAT ON HIS TOMB SHOULD BE INSCRIBED: by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY PLUTARCH by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS |