Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THIS NIGHT, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES


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First Line: This night, as I sit here alone
Last Line: Oh-o-o! Oh-o-o! The owl doth cry.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Birds; Death; Life; Owls; Dead, The


This night, as I sit here alone,
And brood on what is dead and gone,
The owl that's in this Highgate Wood
Has found his fellow in my mood;
To every star, as it doth rise --
Oh-o-o! Oh-o-o! he shivering cries.

And, looking at the Moon this night,
There's that dark shadow in her light.
Ah! Life and Death, my fairest one,
Thy lover is a skeleton!
'And why is that?' I question -- 'why?'
Oh-o-o! oh-o-o! the owl doth cry.





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