Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CICADA, by ANONYMOUS


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THE CICADA, by                    
First Line: "we bless you, cicada"
Last Line: That you might be a god
Subject(s): Cicadas


WE bless you, cicada,
When out of the tree-tops
Having sipped of the dew
Like a king you are singing:
And indeed you are king of
These meadows around us,
And the woodland's all yours.
Man's dear little neighbour,
And midsummer's envoy,
The Muses all love you,
And Apollo himself does --
He gave you your music.
Age cannot wither you,
Tiny philosopher,
Earth-child, musician;
The world, flesh and devil
Accost you so little,
That you might be a god.





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