. Bards and the birds; . nderneath the barren bushFlits by the sea-blue bird of March. TENNYSON. From SONGS AND SONNETS Then lovers walk and tell their tale,Both of their bliss, and of their bale; And how they serve, and how they do,And how their lady loves them too. Then tune the birds their harmony ; Then flock the fowl in company;Then everything doth pleasure findIn that, that comforts all their kind. henry HOWARD, EARL OF SURREY, 70 BARDS AND THE BIRDS From MORGANA And blithe are the birds in the Barleywood, Where merle and mavis and woodlark sing,And the cushat croodles high unseen,And th
. Bards and the birds; . nderneath the barren bushFlits by the sea-blue bird of March. TENNYSON. From SONGS AND SONNETS Then lovers walk and tell their tale,Both of their bliss, and of their bale; And how they serve, and how they do,And how their lady loves them too. Then tune the birds their harmony ; Then flock the fowl in company;Then everything doth pleasure findIn that, that comforts all their kind. henry HOWARD, EARL OF SURREY, 70 BARDS AND THE BIRDS From MORGANA And blithe are the birds in the Barleywood, Where merle and mavis and woodlark sing,And the cushat croodles high unseen,And the cuckoo calls from the brachen green ;And sweet are the smells that the wind-waftsbring,When the morning airs are keen. WALTER C. SMITH. HOME THOUGHTS, FROM ABROAD I. Oh, to be in England Now that Aprils there. And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware. That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf. While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England—now 1. A SPRING CAROL 7I 11. / / And after April, when May follows, ]^ And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows !Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedgeLeans to the field and scatters on the cloverBlossoms and dewdrops—at the bent sprays edge—Thats the wise thrush ; he sings each song twice over,Lest you should think he never could recaptureThe first fine careless rapture !And though the fields look rough with hoary dewAll will be gay when noontide wakes anewThe buttercups, the little childrens dower—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower ! BROWNING
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