Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/A Bird Song

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4552524Poems — A Bird SongChristina Georgina Rossetti
A BIRD SONG.
IT'S a year almost that I have not seen her:
Oh last summer green things were greener,
Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer.

It's surely summer, for there's a swallow:
Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.

Oh happy swallow whose mate will follow
O'er height, o'er hollow! I'd be a swallow,
To build this weather one nest together.