Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BOB WHITE, by FRANCIS CHARLES MCDONALD


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First Line: At morn, when first the rosy gleam
Last Line: Good night!
Subject(s): Bobwhites


AT morn, when first the rosy gleam
Of rising sun proclaimed the day,
There reached me, thro' my last sweet dream,
This oft-repeated lay:
(Too sweet for cry,
Too brief for song,
'Twas borne along
The reddening sky)
Bob White!
Daylight, Bob White!
Daylight!

At eve, when first the fading glow
Of setting sun foretold the night,
The same sweet call came, soft and low,
Across the dying light:
(Too sweet for cry,
Too brief for song,
'Twas but a long,
Contented sigh)
Bob White!
Good Night, Bob White!
Good Night!





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