Raptures

Raptures written by William Henry Davies

From "Forty New Poems", (1918)

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Sing for the sun your lyric, lark,
  Of twice ten thousand notes;
Sing for the moon, you nightingales,
  Whose light shall kiss your throats;
Sing, sparrows, for the soft, warm rain,
  To wet your feathers through;
And, when a rainbow's in the sky,
  Sing you, cuckoo - 'Cuckoo!'

Sing for your five blue eggs, fond thrush,
  By many a leaf concealed;
You starlings, wrens, and blackbirds sing
  In every wood and field;
While I, who fail to give my love
  Long raptures twice as fine,
Will for her beauty breathe this one -
  A sigh, that's more divine.

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