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kids poem: Robin, sing to me

Discussion in 'Quotes & Poems' started by Yours, May 5, 2016.

  1. Robin, robin, sing to me,
    And I'll gladly suffer thee
    Thus to breakfast in the tree,
    On the ruddy cherry.
    Soon as thou hast swallowed it,
    How I love to see thee flit
    To another twig, and sit,
    Singing there, so merry.

    It was kind in thee to fly
    Near my window ; and to try
    There to raise thy notes so high
    As to break my slumbers.
    Robin, half the cheering power
    Of this bright and lovely hour,
    While I pluck the dewy flower,
    Comes from thy sweet numbers !

    And thou wast an honest bird,
    Thus to let thy voice be heard,
    Asking in the plainest word
    Thou coukVst utter whether
    Those who owned it, would allow
    Thee to take upon the bough
    Thy repast, and sit, as now,
    Smoothing down thy feather.

    Who, that hears the mellow note
    On the air of morning float
    From the robin's little throat,
    Could desire to still her ?
    Who her beauty can behold,
    And consent to have it told,
    That he had a heart so cold,
    As to try to kill her?

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