The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves, The full round moon and the star-laden sky, And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves, Had hid away earth's old and weary cry. And then you came with those red mournful lips, And with you came the whole of the world's tears And all the trouble of her labouring ships, And all the trouble of her myriad years. And now the sparrows warring in the eaves, The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the sky, And the loud chanting of the unquiet leaves, Are shaken with earth's old and weary cry. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VOICE OF THE BANJO by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SUMMER STORM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM by ROBERT SOUTHEY PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR THE FIRST-FOOT by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |