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...to hill it seems to pass, At once far off and near ! The same whom in my school-boy days 1 listen'd to : that cry Which made me look a thousand ways, In bush, and tree, and sky." And yet there are birds of more joyous wing and varied song than the cuckoo. The cuckoo simply repeats...

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...hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my school-boy...still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen ! TO A WATERFOWL. 143 And I can listen to thee yet; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget...

...hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No Bird : but an invisible Thing, A voice, a mystery ; The same whom in my School-boy...me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. And I can listen to thee yet ; Can lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time...

...hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my school-boy days I listen'd to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky. To seek thee...

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...hours. Thrice welcome, Darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No Bird; but an invisible Thing, A voice, a mystery. The same whom in my School-boy...look a thousand ways; In bush, and tree, and sky. 20 To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green; And thou wert still a hope, a love;...

...it. The English poet Wordsworth sings — 'O Cuckoo! shall I call the Bird, Or but a wandering voice? To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on...still a hope, a love; Still longed for, never seen.' While the great English poet wanders in search of the cuckoo, the ordinary women in Indian homes eat...