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First Line: This time of year, when but the robin sings
Last Line: With wicked music waste my sweetest pears?
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Starlings


This time of year, when but the Robin sings,
Shall I reproach those Starlings, chuckling near?
What Spring-like green is in their feverish haste
To pock the face of my half-ripened pear!

When I remember my own wilful blood,
The waste, the wildness of my early years –
Shall I not chuckle with those birds, when they
With wicked music waste my sweetest pears?





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