Upon this leafy bush
With thorns and roses in it,
Flutters a thing of light,
A twittering linnet.
And all the throbbing world
Of dew and sun and air
By this small parcel of life
Is made more fair;
As if each bramble-spray
And mounded gold-wreathed furze,
Harebell and little thyme,
Were only hers;
As if this beauty and grace
Did to one bird belong,
And, at a flutter of wing,
Might vanish in song.
The Linnet
Walter De La Mare
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Poem topics: beauty, life, light, song, sun, world, wing, bird, small, gold, belong, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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