Betimes a wise guest His visit will sever. Yes, absence endears. Revisit he would, So remains not forever. Well, Robin the wise one He went yestreen, Bound for the South Where his chums convene. Back, he'll come back In his new Spring vest And the more for long absence Be welcomed with zest. But thou, black Crow, Inconsiderate fowl, Wilt never away -- Take elsewhere they cowl? From the blasted hemlock's Whitened spur; Whatever the season, Or Winter or Ver Or Summer or Fall, Croaker, foreboder, We hear thy call -- Caw! Caw! Caw! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO DICK, ON HIS SIXTH BIRTHDAY by SARA TEASDALE ODE TO A HUMAN HEART by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD SONNET (ON RECEIVING A LETTER INFORMING ME OF THE BIRTH OF A SON) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE NIGHTINGALE; A CONVERSATION POEM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE LETTER TO MY SISTER by ANNE SPENCER |