Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
John Logan. 17481788476. To the Cuckoo
HAIL, beauteous stranger of the grove! | |
Thou messenger of Spring! | |
Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat, | |
And woods thy welcome ring. | |
What time the daisy decks the green, | 5 |
Thy certain voice we hear: | |
Hast thou a star to guide thy path, | |
Or mark the rolling year? | |
Delightful visitant! with thee | |
I hail the time of flowers, | 10 |
And hear the sound of music sweet | |
From birds among the bowers. | |
The schoolboy, wand’ring through the wood | |
To pull the primrose gay, | |
Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear, | 15 |
And imitates thy lay. | |
What time the pea puts on the bloom, | |
Thou fli’st thy vocal vale, | |
An annual guest in other lands, | |
Another Spring to hail. | 20 |
Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, | |
Thy sky is ever clear; | |
Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, | |
No Winter in thy year! | |
O could I fly, I’d fly with thee! | 25 |
We’d make, with joyful wing, | |
Our annual visit o’er the globe, | |
Companions of the Spring. |