More Songs from Vagabondia

by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey




HEAR! hear! hear!
Listen! the word
Of the mocking-bird!
Hear! hear! hear!
I will make all clear;
I will let you know
Where the footfalls go
That through the thicket and over the hill
Allure, allure.

How the bird-voice cleaves
Through the weft of leaves
With a leap and a thrill
Like the flash of a weaver’s shuttle, swift and sudden and sure!

And lo, he is gone—even while I turn

The wisdom of his runes to learn.
He knows the mystery of the wood,
The secret of the solitude;
But he will not tell, he will not tell,
For all he promises so well.