Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ENGLISH ROBIN, by WILLIAM HARRISON WEIR First Line: See yon robin on the spray Last Line: Sings of days that brighter were. Subject(s): Birds; Robins | ||||||||
SEE yon robin on the spray; Look ye how his tiny form Swells, as when his merry lay Gushes forth amid the storm. Though the snow is falling fast, Speckling o'er his coat with white, -- Though loud roars the chilly blast, And the evening's lost in night, -- Yet from out the darkness dreary Cometh still that cheerful note; Praiseful aye, and never weary, Is that little warbling throat. Thank him for his lesson's sake, Thank God's gentle minstrel there, Who, when storms make others quake, Sings of days that brighter were. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ROBIN IN JANUARY by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER HUMAN, AVIAN, VEGETABLE, BLOOD by KENNETH REXROTH THE BROWN VEST by BARBARA GUEST A ROBIN by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ROBIN REDBREAST by GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE THE WAY OF THE CONVENTICLE OF THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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