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Poem by Jones Very

The Robin

Thou need'st not flutter from thy half-built nest,
Whene'er thou hear'st man's hurrying feet go by,
Fearing his eye for harm may on thee rest,
Or he thy young unfinished cottage spy;
All will not heed thee on that swinging bough,
Nor care that round thy shelter spring the leaves,
Nor watch thee on the pool's wet margin now
For clay to plaster straws thy cunning weaves;
All will not hear thy sweet out-pouring joy,
That with morn's stillness blends the voice of song,
For over-anxious cares their souls employ,
That else upon thy music borne along
And the light wings of heart-ascending prayer
Had learned that Heaven is pleased thy simple joys to share.

Jones Very

Jones Very's other poems:
  1. Day
  2. The Barberry-Bush
  3. Worship
  4. To the Fossil Flower
  5. The Dead

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Thomas Hardy The Robin ("When up aloft")

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