Verses (Baughan)/Sing Happily
SING HAPPILY
I heard a Robin from a leafless treeSing happily.A meagre bird in sober suit was he,Singing a carol of surpassing glee.Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!
No furtive sun hearten’d the heavy sky,(Sing happily!)December’s churlish wind push’d roughly by,Earth lay a-dreaming deep with upclosed eye.(Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!)
A poor wan world, with wintry grief forspent,(Sing happily!)Wherein no faintest voice responsive lentThis lonely singer its encouragement.(Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!)
He sang; and after every mellow trill,Sung happily,He paus’d; as tho’ at heart retracing stillEach utter’d rapture to its inmost thrill,Oh! happily, Robin, Robin, happily!
He felt no solitude, no chill distress;(Sing happily!)Sipping at his own song’s deliciousness,He needed nought, his rich estate to bless—Sing happily, Poet, Poet, happily!