“Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away? The blast is chill, yet in the upper sky Thou still canst find the color of thy wing, The hue of May. Warbler, why speed, thy southern flight? ah, why, Thou, too, whose song first told us of the Spring? Whither away?” FirstsMayStillsSongSkyColorSpringWingsSpeedFlightSouthernChillBlastHueBluebird Book:Poetical works Source: Poetical works
“Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky; The May-thorn greening in the nook; The minnows sporting in the brook; The bleat of flocks; the breath of flowers; The song of birds amid the bowers; The crystal of the azure seas; The music of the southern breeze; And, over all, the blessed sun, Telling of halcyon days begun.” MayEyeSongSunSeaSkyMinesFlowerSummerBirdBreathsBlessedSouthernBreezeSimplestCrystalsFlocksBrooksAzureGreeningMinnowsHalcyon Days Book:The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir Source: The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir