I have an orchard near my house, Where poppies spread and corn has grown; It is a holy place for weeds, Where seeds stay on and flower, till blown. Into this orchard, wild and quiet, The Magpie comes, the Owl and Rook: To see one Magpie is not well, But seeing two brings all good luck. If Magpies think the same, and say, 'Two humans bring good luck, not one' How they must cheer us, Love, together, And tremble when I come alone! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW THE BALLAD OF PROSE AND RHYME by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON GERANIUMS by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON CHANGE by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS BUCK O' KINGWATTER by ROBERT ANDERSON OF CARLISLE |