That's the cuckoo, you say. I cannot hear it. When last I heard it I cannot recall; but I know Too well the year when first I failed to...

The sweetest thing, I thought  At one time, between earth and heaven  Was the first smile When mist has been forgiven  And the sun has...

Out in the sun the goldfinch flits  Along the thistle-tops, flits and twits  Above the hollow wood Where birds swim like fish - Fish that...