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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STARERS, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: The small birds peck at apples ripe Last Line: That try to stare like the big moon. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. | |||
The small birds peck at apples ripe, And twice as big as them in size; The wind doth make the hedge's leaves Shiver with joy, until it dies. Young Gossamer is in the field; He holds the flowers with silver line -- They nod their heads as horses should. And there are forty dappled kine As fat as snails in deep, dark wells, And just as shiny too -- as they Lie in a green field, motionless, And every one now stares my way. I must become a starer too: I stare at them as urchins can When seamen talk, or any child That sees by chance its first black man. I stare at drops of rain that shine Like glow-worms, when the time is noon; I stare at little stars in Heaven, That try to stare like the big Moon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S PET by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A MOTHER TO HER SICK CHILD by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ADVICE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES COWSLIPS AND LARKS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EARLY MORN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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