Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott

Song (I have done)

I have done,
Put by the lute;
Songs and singing soon are over,
Soon as airy shades that hover
Up above the purple clover--
I have done, put by the lute.
Once I sang as early thrushes
Sing about the dewy bushes,
Now I’m mute;
I am like a weary linnet,
For my throat has no song in it,
I have had my singing minute.
I have done,
Put by the lute.

1. The Sea by the Wood
2. Above St. Irénée
3. Dream Voyageurs
4. Meditation at Perugia
5. The Wood-Spring to the Poet

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