Dorothy Una Ratcliffe (Дороти Уна Рэтклифф)

A Thrush's Song

(To My First Love, Daddy)

A thrush's call
Has chanced to fall
Into my heart
Where dwell apart
Dear memories
Of summer skies,
Of heartsome days,
Of flower-fair ways,
Of kisses shy
With people high.
What did I ken
Of lovers then,
Of lover-laws,
Of lover-saws?
The sweet, sweet earth
Was giving birth
To lovely things
With songs and wings;
And yonder thrush
On yonder bush
Brings home to me
The little years of memory.

1. The Road
2. Saadi and the Rose
3. Song of the Primroses
4. Beggar's Gold
5. On Early Rising

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