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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HARK! 'TIS THE THRUSH, UNDAUNTED, UNDEPREST, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: Thrilled by loose snatches of the social lay Subject(s): Thrushes | |||
Hark! 'tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, By twilight premature of cloud and rain; Nor does that roaring wind deaden his strain Who carols thinking of his Love and nest, And seems, as more incited, still more blest. Thanks; thou hast snapped a fireside Prisoner's chain, Exulting Warbler! eased a fretted brain, And in a moment charmed my cares to rest. Yes, I will forth, bold Bird! and front the blast, That we may sing together, if thou wilt, So loud, so clear, my Partner through life's day, Mute in her nest love-chosen, if not love-built Like thine, shall gladden, as in seasons past, Thrilled by loose snatches of the social Lay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF ODES: 1. by BASIL BUNTING THE THRUSH'S NEST by JOHN CLARE THE DARKLING THRUSH by THOMAS HARDY WHAT THE THRUSH SAID by JOHN KEATS THE BROWN THRUSH by LUCY LARCOM SONGS OUT OF SORROW: WOOD SONG by SARA TEASDALE THE WOOD THRUSH by SUSAN SHARP ADAMS A MIGRANT THRUSH by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT THE MUSIC-LESSON by MATHILDE BLIND A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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