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O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice;
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee read more
O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice;
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green,
Thy sky is ever clear;
Thou hast no sorrow in read more
Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green,
Thy sky is ever clear;
Thou hast no sorrow in thy song,
No winter in thy year.
Oh, could I fly, I'd fly with thee!
We'd make, with joyful wing,
Our annual visit o'er read more
Oh, could I fly, I'd fly with thee!
We'd make, with joyful wing,
Our annual visit o'er the globe,
Companions of the spring.
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
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When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men: for thus sings he, Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O, word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
While I deduce,
From the first note the hollow cuckoo sings,
The symphony of spring.
While I deduce,
From the first note the hollow cuckoo sings,
The symphony of spring.
List--'twas the cuckoo--O, with what delight
Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint,
Far read more
List--'twas the cuckoo--O, with what delight
Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint,
Far off and faint, and melting into air,
Yet not to be mistaken. Hark again!
Those louder cries give notice that the bird,
Although invisible as Echo's self,
Is wheeling hitherward.
And, being fed by us, you used us so
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
Useth read more
And, being fed by us, you used us so
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
Useth the sparrow--did oppress our nest; . . .
And now I hear its voice again,
And still its message is of peace,
It sings of read more
And now I hear its voice again,
And still its message is of peace,
It sings of love that will not cease,
For me it never sings in vain.