Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NEW SPRING: 8, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography First Line: All the trees with joy are shouting Last Line: Amor is his appellation. Subject(s): Birds | ||||||||
ALL the trees with joy are shouting, All the birds are singing o'er us -- Tell me, who can be the leader In this green and forest chorus? Can it be the grey old plover, Wise nods evermore renewing? Or yon pedant, who is ever In such measured time coo-coo-ing? Can it be yon stork, the grave one, His director's airs betraying, And his long leg rattling loudly, Whilst the music's round him playing? No, the forest concert's leader In my own heart hath his station, All the while he's beating time there, -- Amor is his appellation. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER AUDUBON EXAMINES A BITTERN by ANDREW HUDGINS DISPATCHES FROM DEVEREUX SLOUGH by MARK JARMAN A COUNTRY LIFE by RANDALL JARRELL CANADIAN WARBLER by GALWAY KINNELL YELLOW BIRD by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE CRIPPLE by KARLE WILSON BAKER |
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