Augusta Davies Webster

(30 January 1837 - 5 September 1894 / Dorset, England)

Birds Sing I Love You, Love - Poem by Augusta Davies Webster

Birds sing "I love you, love" the whole day through,
And not another song can they sing right;
But, singing done with, loving's done with quite,
The autumn sunders every twittering two.
And I'd not have love make too much ado
With sweet parades of fondness and delight,
Lest iterant wont should make caresses trite,
Love-names mere cuckoo ousters of the true.

Oh heart can hear heart's sense in senseless nought,
And heart that's sure of heart has little speech.
What shall it tell? The other knows its thought.
What shall one doubt or question or beseech
Who is assured and knows and, unbesought,
Possesses the dear trust that each gives each.

Comments about Birds Sing I Love You, Love by Augusta Davies Webster

  • (4/29/2018 2:50:00 PM)

    Its a great poem (Report) Reply

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  • Sylvaonyema Uba (4/17/2018 9:42:00 AM)

    A good sonnet.
    An sample of the Italian sonnet with the rhyme scheme of:

    Abba, Abba Cd...

    The poem is divided into an OCTAVE. The first 8 lines and
    A SESTET- The last 6 lines.

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  • (3/31/2018 10:25:00 AM)

    i lyk t (Report) Reply

  • Jeanette Telusma (2/11/2017 7:36:00 PM)

    What is greater than love?
    What is greater than love? Nothing could compare... Great love poem (Report) Reply

  • (11/20/2016 7:26:00 PM)

    (Birds Sing I Love You, Love - Poem by Augusta Davies Webster.) Enjoyed the reading. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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