WHO close beside our window-pane Whistles thrice at the dawn of day, And listens, for his answer fain? @3Toujours gai.@1 Who bids the merry din resound, While oaten pipes are silvery gray, Ere chanticleer first turns him round? @3Toujours gai.@1 Who bids the corncrake, shrill and blithe, Wake up on his sweet couch of hay, And whirr against the mower's scythe? @3Toujours gai.@1 Who hales the finch from dreams of love, And linnet to his roundelay, And from Love's arms the wooing dove? @3Toujours gai.@1 Who calls the robin and the starling, And bids the blackbird's flute to play, The thrush to sing: O darling, darling? @3Toujours gai.@1 Who is it wakes the sparrows' wall, And sets a-tremble every spray, With flutter, and chatter, and trill, and call? @3Toujours gai.@1 This whistling thief at sweet o' the year, O is he bird, or boy, or fay? Mayhap, some fairy chanticleer. @3Toujours gai.@1 May he be fed on honey and kisses, And where the undying roses stay Wake the sweet world to newer blisses, @3Toujours gai.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROTHALAMION by EDMUND SPENSER THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: APRIL by EDMUND SPENSER SONG FOR ALL SEAS, ALL SHIPS by WALT WHITMAN PASSED BY by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS MR. BARNEY MAGUIRE'S ACCOUNT OF THE CORONATION by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE ADIEU, TO A FRIEND LEAVING SUFFOLK by BERNARD BARTON HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 7 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |