The Island Hawk (Alfred Noyes Poems)
Hushed are the whimpering winds on the hill, Dumb is the shrinking plain,And the songs that enchanted the woods ...
Hushed are the whimpering winds on the hill, Dumb is the shrinking plain,And the songs that enchanted the woods ...
'Call down the hawk from the air; Let him be hooded or caged Till the yellow eye has grown mild, ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
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