Echo in harmony where lark & thrush
& blackbirds music thrilling low & loud
Ah didst thou witness
What the morning is when sun beams sweet
As curdling through the dewy misted panes
Checkers the wall & urges thee to rise
Couldst thou but tell
What charms which Ign'rance passes unconcernd
& blackbirds music thrilling low & loud
Ah didst thou witness
What the morning is when sun beams sweet
As curdling through the dewy misted panes
Checkers the wall & urges thee to rise
Couldst thou but tell
What charms which Ign'rance passes unconcernd
#poetry #environment
#honesty
Comments welcome below
No comments:
Post a Comment