Thomas Edward Brown
Vespers - Poem by Thomas Edward Brown
O blackbird, what a boy you are!
How you do go it!
Blowing your bugle to that one sweet star -
How you do blow it!
And does she hear you, blackbird boy, so far?
or is it wasted breath?
'good Lord! she is so bright
The blackbird saith.
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