In the twilight of the trees Hear the wood-thrush singing Low, sweet summer harmonies, In the twilight. Warbles he with wondrous ease, On a lithe branch swinging In the twilight of the trees. Bell-like tones the laden breeze From his throat is bringing— Lo, sweet summer harmonies In the twilight! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARCHIMEDES LAST FORAY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET SHADOW-CASTING by JAMES GALVIN THE GIANTS OF HISTORY by JAMES GALVIN THE LANDSCAPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AN EVANGELIST'S WIFE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |