Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SWALLOW'S NOTE, by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE First Line: The swallow's cry that's so forlorn Last Line: On the wild rose-bush, bare! Subject(s): Swallows | ||||||||
THE swallow's cry that's so forlorn, By thrush and blackbird overpowered, Is like the hidden thorn On the rose-bush, deep-bowered: But when the song of every bird Is hushed, in Summer's lull profound, And all alone is heard Its little poignant sound, The piteous shrill of its sharp grief Seems, in the silence of the air, The thorn, without a leaf, On the wild rose-bush, bare! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIXTH-MONTH SONG IN THE FOOTHILLS by GARY SNYDER SWALLOW FLIGHT by SARA TEASDALE EACH SUMMER'S SWALLOWS by JOHN UPDIKE THE DEPARTURE OF THE SWALLOW by WILLIAM HOWITT THE BLUE SWALLOWS by HOWARD NEMEROV THE CLIFF SWALLOWS by DEBRA NYSTROM A TRADITION by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE FAUN AND MAIDEN (SUGGESTED BY MARBLE GROUP, UFFIZI GALLERY, FLORENCE) by GRACE E. TOLLEMACHE |
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