Poem by Amy Levy

The Sick Man and the Nightingale

(From Lenau.)


So late, and yet a nightingale?
Long since have dropp’d the blossoms pale,
The summer fields are ripening,
And yet a sound of spring?

O tell me, didst thou come to hear,
Sweet Spring, that I should die this year;
And call’st across from the far shore
To me one greeting more?

1. To Vernon Lee
2. In the Nower
3. Borderland
4. A London Plane-Tree
5. New Love, New Life

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