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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
I. To a Robin
By James Dixon (1814–1873)
SWEET 1 Bird! that, hidden by the dark green leaves,
Didst pour thy pleasant song at break of day,
Making glad music round my flower-wreathed eaves,
Why has thy gentle warbling died away?
Come not the zephyrs from the sweet southwest        5
As freshly to thy leaf-embosomed nest?
Less fragrant are the flowers of summer’s prime?
Or pin’st thou for thy far-off southern clime?
Or is it that thy noisy young have flown,
Leaving their green home in the o’ershadowing tree,        10
That thus thou mournest desolate and lone,
Where once thy song burst forth so loud and free?
  Alas! that summer’s perfumed airs should bring
  Sorrow to one like thee, so light of heart and wing!
Note 1. Born 1814; died 1873. [back]

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