Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLYCATCHER, by SYLVIA DRYHURST LYND First Line: That is the flycatcher's wing beneath the eaves Last Line: Certain it is, when he is gone, summer is gone. Alternate Author Name(s): Lynd, Mrs. Robert Subject(s): Flycatchers | ||||||||
That is the flycatcher's wing beneath the eaves, A frivolous quick sound like an opening fan. Under the scalloped canopy of leaves He has found the nest made in some other Spring Between the wall and the tall creeper stem, Old as the wall itself, a slender tree (Perhaps one of Raleigh's earliest transplanting); And now about the window flit from earliest dawn The skilful wings. A bird of urbane Elegance is the flycatcher, straight backed, self possessed, slim. He watches and marks his prey and neatly outflies him, A peregrine in miniature. The midges are conspicuously Fewer for his hunting. Good luck, it is said, attends the dwelling that he makes his own. Certain it is, when he is gone, Summer is gone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...R.A.F. (1940) by SYLVIA DRYHURST LYND GOOD FRIDAY, 1613. RIDING WESTWARD by JOHN DONNE A THOUGHT IN TWO MOODS by THOMAS HARDY THE SPIRES OF OXFORD by WINIFRED MARY LETTS SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 105 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET: 2 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE HEATHER ALE: A GALLOWAY LEGEND by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SONNET ON CATHERINE WORDSWORTH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH EVIL EASIER THAN GOOD by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH COMMENDATORY VERSES TO WILLIAM BROWNE'S 'BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS' by WILLIAM BASSE |
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