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Latest revision as of 12:25, 17 October 2011

Robin Redbreast
written by William Henry Davies
Nature Poems (1908) Link to further information




Robin on a leafless bough,
  Lord in Heaven, how he sings!
Now cold Winter's cruel Wind
  Makes playmates of poor, dead things.

How he sings for joy this morn!
  How his breast doth pant and glow!
Look you how he stands and sings,
  Half-way up his legs in snow!

If these crumbs of bread were pearls,
  And I had no bread at home,
He should have them for that song;
  Pretty Robin Redbreast, Come.

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