Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FEATHERS AND MOSS, by JEAN INGELOW


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First Line: The marten flew to the finch's nest
Last Line: Say 'good-by'
Subject(s): Birds; Moss


The marten flew to the finch's nest,
Feathers, and moss, and a wisp of hay:
The arrow it sped to thy brown mate's breast;
Low in the broom is thy mate to-day."


Liest thou low, love? low in the broom?
Feathers and moss, and a wisp of hay,
Warm the white eggs till I learn his doom."
She beateth her wings, and away, away.


Ah, my sweet singer, thy days are told
(Feathers and moss, and a wisp of hay)!
Thine eyes are dim, and the eggs grow cold.
O mournful morrow! O dark to-day!"


The finch flew back to her cold, cold nest,
Feathers and moss, and a wisp of hay,
Mine is the trouble that rent her breast,
And home is silent, and love is clay.






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