<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419496" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cuckoo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight,<br>With narrow pointed wings<br>Whews o'er our heads - soon out of sight<br>And as she flies she sings:<br>And darting down the hedgerow side<br>She scares the little bird<br>Who leaves the nest it cannot hide<br>While plaintive notes are heard. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've watched it on an old oak tree<br>Sing half an hour away<br>Until its quick eye noticed me<br>And then it whewed away.<br>Its mouth when open shone as red<br>As hips upon the brier,<br>Like stock doves seemed its winged head<br>But striving to get higher </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It heard me rustle and above leaves<br>Soon did its flight pursue,<br>Still waking summer's melodies<br>And singing as it flew.<br>So quick it flies from wood to wood<br>'Tis miles off 'ere you think it gone;<br>I've thought when I have listening stood<br>Full twenty sang - when only one. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When summer from the forest starts<br>Its melody with silence lies,<br>And, like a bird from foreign parts,<br>It cannot sing for all it tries.<br>'Cuck cuck' it cries and mocking boys<br>Crie 'Cuck' and then it stutters more<br>Till quick forgot its own sweet voice<br>It seems to know itself no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Clare">John Clare</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419496" data-title="The Cuckoo de John Clare" data-description="The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads - soon out of sight And as she flies she sings: And darting down the hedgerow side She scares the little bird Who leaves the nest it cannot hide While plaintive note..."></div> </div> </div>

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