Amy Levy

(1861 - 10 September 1889 / London)

The Sick Man And The Nightingale - Poem by Amy Levy

(From Lenau.)


So late, and yet a nightingale?
Long since have dropp'd the blossoms pale,
The summer fields are ripening,
And yet a sound of spring?

O tell me, didst thou come to hear,
Sweet Spring, that I should die this year;
And call'st across from the far shore
To me one greeting more?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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