Dear Robin Redbreast, gentle sprite, I love your mellow "Cheep!" But is no Early Worm in sight? Or don't you ever sleep? Oh, Sparrow, Bobolink and Wren! Though much I prize your art, You need not chant your lays again, -- I know them now by heart. Ye'll break my heart, ye bonny birds That perch upon the stem; Your songs are quite too sweet for words, But not at 4 A.M.! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INDIAN WEED by RALPH ERSKINE THE SHIPWRECK, SELECTION by WILLIAM FALCONER THE NEED FOR MEN by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND THE BALLAD OF THE FOXHUNTER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LILIES: 18. A PICTURE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONNET TO A FRIEND, ON HIS SECOND MARRIAGE by BERNARD BARTON |