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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FABLE OF THE FINCHES, by RUTH SCOFIELD FARGO First Line: Little friendly, golden finches Last Line: Finches out of fragments grew! Alternate Author Name(s): Fordyce, William, Mrs. Subject(s): Finches | |||
Little friendly, golden Finches Singing in my linden tree! I can measure you by inches, Fragile bits of living glee. Once, a sunbeam -- dropped and broken All to smithereens, and more! -- Sprouted wings on each wee token, Grew to Finches, by the score. All my plans may break and shatter, Spoiling all that I would do, But I courage take (no matter), Finches out of fragments grew! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BULLFINCHES by THOMAS HARDY THE BULLFINCH IN TOWN by HENRIETTA (ST. JOHN) KNIGHT A FINCH SITTING OUT A WINDSTORM by JAMES WRIGHT EPITAPH ON LADY OSSORY'S BULLFINCH by HORACE (HORATIO) WALPOLE BULLFINCH by EDWARD VERRALL LUCAS PERFECTION by RUTH SCOFIELD FARGO TEN YEARS OLD by LOUIS UNTERMEYER DREAMS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER HOLIDAY AT HAMPTON COURT by JOHN DAVIDSON |
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