Classic and Contemporary Poetry
YOUTH, by VIRGINIA WOODWARD CLOUD First Line: Out of the heart there flew a little singing bird Last Line: Had died in the dark. | ||||||||
OUT of the heart there flew a little singing bird, Past the dawn and the dew, where leaves of morning stirred, And the heart, which followed on, said: "Though the bird be flown Which sang in the dew and the dawn, the song is still my own." Over the foot-worn track, over the rock and thorn, The tired heart looked back to the olive leaves of morn, To the fair, lost fields again, and said: "I hear it! Oh, hark!" -- Though the bird were long since slain, though the song had died in the dark. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CARE by VIRGINIA WOODWARD CLOUD PENELOPE'S CHRISTMAS DANCE by VIRGINIA WOODWARD CLOUD THE MOTHER'S SONG by VIRGINIA WOODWARD CLOUD UNITY by VIRGINIA WOODWARD CLOUD COMPANIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BE TRUE [THYSELF] by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR SONNET: 78 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE BOTHWELL: PART 1 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN |
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