@3OH, who can cage the frigate bird and who can keep The wild geese South when violets wake from their sleep?@1 My heart was for adventuring Until you came; But then life changed—never to be Again the same. The mountains and the sands and seas Called me no more— My heart was quite content to rest At your heart's door. @3But who can cage the frigate bird and who can keep The wild geese South when violets wake from their sleep?@1 Again I heard far places call! There came a day When, oh, they called me back again— I could not stay! Bright on the hearth burned Love's fire, And you were fair; But when the voices called me back— I left you there! @3For who can cage the frigate bird and who can keep The wild geese South when violets wake from their sleep?@1 But the mountains and the sands and seas Are not the same— Voices of wind and wave to me Speak but your name. And I, I wander restlessly From place to place; Much there is fair to see—for me, Only your face! @3Oh, who can cage the frigate bird and who can keep The wild geese South when violets wake from their sleep?@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HILDRUP TUBBS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE GLOW-WORM by WILLIAM COWPER A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK KNEE-DEEP IN JUNE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |