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Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox


A Fancy


Drop down the crimson curtains,
   And shut out the dazzling snow,
The cold white mantle that covers
   The hills, where the grasses should grow;
And stir up the fire till it burneth,
   With a heat like the midsummer sun.
And hang up the cage by the window,
   And bring in the plants, one by one,

Till they perfume the air with a fragrance
   As rare as the summer can bring.
And call to the bird, till he trilleth
   The sweetest of notes he can sing.
And let me lie here, while you fan me,
   Till the lazy air stirs, like a breeze,
That comes o'er the hills in the summer,
   And rustles the tops of the trees.

Then sing me a song of the summer,
   A song full of warmth and sunlight,
And I will forget that the winter
   Stalks over the earth in his might.
I will dream that I lie in the clover,
   And your voice is the voice of the breeze,
And the bird in the cage is the robin,
   That sends down his song from the trees. 

1871

Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems:
  1. The Birth of the Opal
  2. The Awakening (I love the tropics, where sun and rain)
  3. The Chain
  4. The Coming Man
  5. At Forty-Eight


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Edward Dyer A Fancy ("Hee that his mirth hath loste")
  • Menella Smedley A Fancy ("She placed the pitcher on her head")
  • Ina Coolbrith A Fancy ("I think I would not be")

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