The Hummingbird

by Edwin Markham

Tell me, O Rose, what thing it is
That now appears, now vanishes?
Surely it took its fire-green hue
From daybreaks that it glittered through:
Quick, for this sparkle of the dawn
Glints through the garden and is gone!
What was the message, Rose, what word:
Delight foretold, or hope deferred?

with certain delights,

The Castle Lady


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One Response to The Hummingbird

  1. un bien ravissant texte que je viens de lire chez toi miss Evelyn, the ladycastle
    bonne fin de journée en ce dimanche, bisous Evelyn


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