Ah! that half bashful and half eager face! Among the trees thy guardian angel stands, With his heart beating, lest thy little hands Should come among the shadows and efface The stainless beauty of a life of love, And childhood innocence - for hark, the boys Are peering through the hedgerows and the grove, And ply their cruel sport with mirth and noise; But thou hast conquer'd! and dispell'd his fear; Sweet is the hope thy youthful pity brings -- And oft, methinks, if thou shalt shelter here When these blue eggs are linnets' throats and wings, A secret spell shall bring about the tree The little birds that owed their life to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: RUTHERFORD MCDOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS WINTER HEAVENS by GEORGE MEREDITH THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE THE OWL (1) by ALFRED TENNYSON CHARACTERS: MR. AND MRS. EDWARDS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNET by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN ON BOARD THE CUMBERLAND by GEORGE HENRY BOKER |