Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, F IS FOR FIDDLES, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES


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First Line: What an enchanted world is this
Last Line: We leap the winter into spring.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Fiddles; Musical Instruments


What an enchanted world is this,
What music I have heard: And when
I hear these Master fiddlers play,
I ask -- 'Are these not marvellous men?'
So, since such men command the sweetest sounds,
I'll have no fear to leave my solitude
Of woods and fields,
And join the human multitude;
To hear a Master's hand express
The very soul and tenderness
Heard when a pigeon's cooing there;
To hear him make the robin sob again,
In Autumn, when the trees go bare;
Till -- touching one lamb-bleating string --
We leap the Winter into Spring.





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