Arcady Unheeding Poem by Siegfried Sassoon

Arcady Unheeding

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Shepherds go whistling on their way
In the spring season of the year;
One watches weather-signs of day;
One of his maid most dear
Dreams; and they do not hear
The birds that sing and sing; they do not see
Wide wealds of blue beyond their windy lea,
Nor blossoms red and white on every tree.

Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,spring,weather
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