A Dream Of Winter
| A Dream Of Winter
written by William Henry Davies
|From "Ambition", 1929||Link to further information|
These flowers survive their lover bees,
Whose deep bass voices filled the air;
The cuckoo and the nightingale
Have come and gone, we know not where.
Now, in this green and silent world,
In Autumn, full of smiling light,
I hear a bird that, suddenly,
Startles my hearing and my sight.
It is the Robin, singing of
A silver world of snow and frost;
Where all is cold and white - except
The fire that's on his own warm breast.
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