Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN MONMOUTH, by EVE GILBERT SWIFT First Line: In monmouth, in monmouth Last Line: "cuckoo, cuckoo." Subject(s): Birds; Cuckoos; Spring | ||||||||
In Monmouth, in Monmouth I heard the cuckoo call -- 'Twas in the greying twilight When night begins to fall; He called aloud in passing, I stood beneath the yew And caught his wing-tossed greeting -- "Cuckoo, cuckoo." I'm far away from Monmouth, Yet every Spring of year, If I but listen closely, I fancy I can hear Beyond the rippling breezes The murmur of the yew, And just above an echo -- "Cuckoo, cuckoo." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE BALLAD OF LOVELY LADYES OF LONG AGOE by FRANCOIS VILLON THOUGHTS WHILE PACKING A TRUNK by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY |
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