THE birds this morning wakened me so early it was hardly day: Ten sparrows in the lilac tree, a blackbird in the may, A starling somewhere in the mews, a songthrush on a broken hat Down in the yard the grocers use, all cried: "Beware; Beware! The Cat!" I've never had the heart to rhyme, this year: I've always wakened sad And late, if might be, so the time would be more short—but I was glad With a mad gladness in to-day that is the longest day in June. (@3That blackbird's nesting in the may.@1) For only yesterday at noon In the long grass of Holland Park, I think—I think—I heard a lark... I heard your voice: I saw your face once more ... (@3Upon that packing case The starling waked me ere the day aping the thrush's sober tune@1). | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE WRITTEN IN [THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR] 1746 by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) THE LITTLE BEACH BIRD by RICHARD HENRY DANA (1787-1879) THE MOTHER'S HEART by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE BELLS AT MIDNIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONG by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON HORATIAN ECHO by MATTHEW ARNOLD NOT TO BE MINISTERED TO by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO HIS WORTHY FRIEND AND INGENIOUS FRIEND, THE AUTHOR by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |