Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE OREGON ROBIN, by JOHN BURROUGHS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O varied thrush! O robin strange! Last Line: Beside thy orchard nest. Subject(s): Robins | ||||||||
O varied thrush! O robin strange! Behold my mute surprise. Thy form and flight I long have known, But not this new disguise. I do not know thy slaty coat, Thy vest with darker zone; I'm puzzled by thy recluse ways And song in monotone. I left thee 'mid my orchard's bloom, When May had crowned the year; Thy nest was on the apple-bough, Where rose thy carol clear. Thou lurest now through fragrant shades, Where hoary spruces grow; Where floor of moss infolds the foot, Like depths of fallen snow. I follow fast, or pause alert, To spy out thy retreat; Or see thee perched on tree or shrub, Where field and forest meet. Thy voice is like a hermit's reed That solitude beguiles; Again 'tis is like a silver bell Atune in forest aisles. Throw off, throw off this masquerade And don thy ruddy vest, And let me find thee, as of old, Beside thy orchard nest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ROBIN IN JANUARY by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER HUMAN, AVIAN, VEGETABLE, BLOOD by KENNETH REXROTH THE BROWN VEST by BARBARA GUEST A ROBIN by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ROBIN REDBREAST by GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE |
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