The Thrush In February : George Meredith : : Bird Poems : :

The Thrush In February : : by George MeredithI know him, February’s thrush,And loud at eve he valentinesOn sprays that paw the naked bushWhere soon will sprout the thorns and bines. Now ere the foreign singer thrillsOur vale his plain-song pipe he pours,A herald of the million bills;And heed him not, the loss is yours.Continue reading “The Thrush In February : George Meredith : : Bird Poems : :”

July : George Meredith, : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :

July : : By George Meredith (1828-1909) : : : : IBlue July, bright July,Month of storms and gorgeous blue;Violet lightnings o’er thy sky,Heavy falls of drenching dew;Summer crown! o’er glen and gladeShrinking hyacinths in their shade;I welcome thee with all thy pride,I love thee like an Eastern bride.Though all the singing days are doneAsContinue reading “July : George Meredith, : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”

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