Sweet little bird in russet coat, The livery of the closing year, I love thy lonely plaintive note And tiny whispering song to hear, While on the stile or garden seat I sit to watch the falling leaves, The song thy little joys repeat My loneliness relieves. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPLANDS IN MAY by CARL SANDBURG BALLADE OF DEAD LADIES by FRANCOIS VILLON SONNET: 46 by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 119 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI MURMURINGS IN A FIELD HOSPITAL by CARL SANDBURG |