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Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер)


An Irish Blackbird


This is my brave singer,
   With his beak of gold;
Now my heart’s a captive
   In his song’s sweet hold.

O, the lark’s a rover,
   Seeking fields above:
But my serenader
   Hath a human love.

“Hark!” he says, “in winter
   Nests are full of snow,
But a truce to wailing
   Summer breezes blow.”

“Hush!” he sings, “with night-time
   Phantoms cease to be,
Join your serenader
   Piping on his tree.”

O, my little lover,
   Warble in the blue;
Wingless must I envy
   Skies so wide for you.



Dora Sigerson Shorter's other poems:
  1. I Prayed So Eagerly
  2. My Neighbour’s Garden
  3. The Blow Returned
  4. For Ever
  5. The Wreckage


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