SING! gangling lad, along the brink Of wild brook-ways of shoal and deep, Where killdees dip, and cattle drink, And glinting little minnows leap! Sing! slimpsy lass who trips above And sets the foot-log quivering! Sing! bittern, bumblebee, and dove -- Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing as you will, O singers all Who sing because you @3want@1 to sing! Sing! peacock on the orchard wall, Or tree-toad by the trickling spring! Sing! every bird on every bough -- Sing! every living, loving thing -- Sing any song, and anyhow, But Sing! Sing! Sing! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINGED MAN by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ON PARTING by GEORGE GORDON BYRON RETREAT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON INTROSPECTIVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI WITH COLORS GAY by HOWARD S. ABBOTT AN AUTUMN SONNET by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HEARTH SONG by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TO A YOUNG LADY WHO ASKED ME TO WRITE SOMETHING ORIGINAL FOR HER ALBUM by THOMAS CAMPBELL |