William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

The Sun Has Long Been Set - Poem by William Wordsworth

The sun has long been set,
The stars are out by twos and threes,
The little birds are piping yet
Among the bushes and the trees;
There's a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo's sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would go `parading'
In London, `and masquerading',
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon,
And all these innocent blisses?
On such a night as this is!


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  • Tapan M. Saren Tapan M. Saren (4/8/2016 11:37:00 AM)

    I love it..... Very nice poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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