Living

Singing Birds

by Walter Savage Landor 1775–1864

From Works and Life, ed. Forster, vol. VIII (1876)

Living

Merle! cushat! mavis! when but young'
More vulgar names from mother tongue
Often and often, much I fear,
Have wounded your too patient ear.
Before our dame, old Poesie,
Took me and held me on her knee,
" Woodpigeon dear! " I may have said,
Hearing you coo above my head,
And ' ' Speckled thrush! let that poor worm
Creep safely thro' the rain and storm.
Blackbird! unless it tires you, stay
And sing me one more song to-day A
Ye listened then; and each one did
(Except the thrush) as he was bid.
I doubt if now ye sing so well
In your line names; but who can tell?

MLA

Landor, Walter Savage. “Singing Birds.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/865/.

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