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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIDSUMMER BIRDS, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Could there be aught more hushed Last Line: May be none but me and you Subject(s): Birds | |||
Could there be aught more hushed Than their quietest of wings, It is their treble voices now As they drop from the sacred bough Intent on distant things. Could there be aught more safe Than the hush in which they flit, It is the little driven nest That leans out high o'er every quest With its darkness of the pit. In the warm field to which They dip, blue-winged, all day, The tree about the fruit it feeds, The grass about its little seeds, Is not more still than they. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER AUDUBON EXAMINES A BITTERN by ANDREW HUDGINS DISPATCHES FROM DEVEREUX SLOUGH by MARK JARMAN A COUNTRY LIFE by RANDALL JARRELL CANADIAN WARBLER by GALWAY KINNELL YELLOW BIRD by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE CRIPPLE by KARLE WILSON BAKER |
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