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. The First Extra
2. Translated from Geibel
3. In the Mile End Road
4. The Last Judgment
5. Christopher Found

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