<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Robin’s Secret</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">’T IS the blithest, bonniest weather for a bird to flirt a feather,<br>For a bird to trill and warble, all his wee red breast a-swell.<br>I ’ve a secret. You may listen till your blue eyes dance and glisten,<br>Little maiden, but I ’ll never, never, never, never tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You ’ll find no more wary piper, till the strawberries wax riper <br>In December than in June—aha! all up and down the dell,<br>Where my nest is set, for certain, with a pink and snowy curtain,<br>East or west, but which I ’ll never, never, never, never tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may prick me with a thistle, if you ever hear me whistle<br>How my brooding mate, whose weariness my carols sweet dispel, <br>All between the clouds and clover, apple-blossoms drooping over,<br>Twitters low that I must never, never, never, never tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, I swear no closer fellow stains his bill in cherries mellow.<br>Tra la la! and tirra lirra! I ’m the jauntiest sentinel,<br>Perched beside my jewel-casket, where lie hidden—don’t you ask it, <br>For of those three eggs I ’ll never, never, never, never tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chirp! chirp! chirp! alack! for pity! Who hath marred my merry ditty?<br>Who hath stirred the scented petals, peeping in where robins dwell?<br>Oh, my mate! May Heaven defend her! Little maidens’ hearts are tender,<br>And I never, never, never, never, never meant to tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Lee+Bates">Katharine Lee Bates</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=428556" data-title="Robin’s Secret de Katharine Lee Bates" data-description="’T IS the blithest, bonniest weather for a bird to flirt a feather, For a bird to trill and warble, all his wee red breast a-swell. I ’ve a secret. You may listen till your blue eyes dance and glisten, Little maiden, but I ’ll never, never, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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