A Robins Song 



By Millie Noel Long 



Robin, *mid the gold-green leaves 

 In the shining afternoon, 

 Know you how my heart is stirred 

 By your sweet, entrancing tune? 



In the silence roundabout. 

 Strangely close and clear there come 

 Scenes of other, happier days 

 In my quiet childhood home. 



I can see the flitting birds 

 In the cherry trees so tall, 

 And the giant maple, dark, 

 Shading all the cool north wall 



In the grand old maple's shade, 

 Wide-extended, dark and cold. 

 Shone the softly-gleaming stars 

 Of the brave marsh marigold. 



Out beyond the grassy lawn 

 And across the shining road, 

 Lay the fragrant pasture-land 

 AMiere the dappled cattle stood. 



In the sunset's level glow 

 Seemingly there ceased to be 

 Aught but that sweet pasture-land 

 Spread between the sun and me. 



Robin, 'mid the gold-green leaves, 

 How I love you that you bring 

 Those sw^eet scenes of happier days 

 Close around me while you sing ! 



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