BIRDS AND POETS 15 



the sky." This is the one quoted by Emerson in 

 "Parnassus." Here is the concluding stanza: — 



" Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; 

 A privacy of glorious light is thine, 

 Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood 

 Of harmony, with instinct more divine ; 

 Type of the wise, who soar, but never roam, 

 True to the kindred points of heaven and home." 



The other poem I give entire : — 



" Up with me ! up with me into the clouds I 

 For thy song, Lark, is strong ; 

 Up with me, up with me into the clouds 1 



Singing, singing. 

 With clouds and sky about thee ringing. 



Lift me, guide me till I find 

 That spot which seems so to thy mind ! 



"I have walked through wildernesses dreary. 



And to-day my heart is weary; 

 Had I now the wings of a Faery 



Up to thee would I fly. 

 There is madness about thee, and joy divine 



In that song of thine ; 

 Lift me, guide me high and high 

 To thy banqueting-place in the sky. 



" Joyous as morning 

 Thou art laughing and scorning ; 

 Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, 

 And, though little troubled with sloth. 

 Drunken Lark ! thou wouldst be loth 

 To be such a traveler as I. 

 Happy, happy Liver ! 

 With a soul as strong as a mountain river. 

 Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver, 

 Joy and jollity be with us both ! 



" Alas ! my journey, rugged and uneven. 

 Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind J 

 But hearing thee, or others of thy kind, 



