Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A LINNET IN A CAGE, by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE Poet's Biography First Line: When spring is in the fields that stained your wing Last Line: From worlds of sleeping pain. Subject(s): Cages; Linnets | ||||||||
WHEN Spring is in the fields that stained your wing, And the blue distance is alive with song, And finny quiets of the gabbling spring Rock lilies red and long, At dewy daybreak, I will set you free In ferny turnings of the woodbine lane, Where faint-voiced echoes leave and cross in glee The hilly swollen plain. In draughty houses you forget your tune, The modulator of the changing hours. You want the wide air of the moody noon. And the slanting evening showers. So I will loose you, and your song shall fall When morn is white upon the dewy pane, Across my eyelids, and my soul recall From worlds of sleeping pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LINNET by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE BURIAL OF THE LINNET by JULIANA HORATIA GATTY EWING WITH THE LINNETS by CORA RANDALL FABBRI SONG: HEATHER LINTIE by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL THE LINNET by JAMES HEDDERWICK ON THE DEATH OF A LINNET by GEORGE KEATE SIR WALTER RALEIGH TO A CAGED LINNET by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON THE LINNET; A FABLE by HELEN LEIGH THE LINNET'S PETITION by MARY DARBY ROBINSON EVENING CLOUDS by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE |
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