Poem by Abraham Cowley

The Swallow

Foolish prater, what dost thou
So early at my window do?
Cruel bird, thou’st ta’en away
A dream out of my arms to-day;
A dream that ne’er must equall’d be
By all that waking eyes may see.
Thou this damage to repair
Nothing half so sweet and fair,
Nothing half so good, canst bring,

1. Reason, the Use of It in Divine Matters
2. The Heart Breaking
3. The Request
4. The Despair
5. Thisbe's Song

Thomas Aird The Swallow ("The little comer's coming, the comer o'er the sea")

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