Ontario Readers Third Book, The

<h2><SPAN name="Cuckoo" id="Cuckoo"></SPAN>TO THE CUCKOO</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span>Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove!<br/></span> <span class="i1">Thou messenger of spring!<br/></span> <span>Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And woods thy welcome sing.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>What time the daisy decks the green,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Thy certain voice we hear.<br/></span> <span>Hast thou a star to guide thy path,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Or mark the rolling year?<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>Delightful visitant! with thee<br/></span> <span class="i1">I hail the time of flowers,<br/></span> <span>And hear the sound of music sweet<br/></span> <span class="i1">From birds among the bowers.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>The school-boy, wandering through the wood<br/></span> <span class="i1">To pull the primrose gay,<br/></span> <span>Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And imitates thy lay.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>What time the pea puts on the bloom,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Thou fliest thy vocal vale,<br/></span> <span>An annual guest in other lands,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Another spring to hail.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Thy sky is ever clear;<br/></span> <span>Thou hast no sorrow in thy song,<br/></span> <span class="i1">No winter in thy year!<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>Oh, could I fly, I'd fly with thee!<br/></span> <span class="i1">We'd make, with joyful wing,<br/></span> <span>Our annual visit o'er the globe,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Companions of the Spring.<br/></span></div> </div> <p class="citation"><span class="smcap">John Logan</span></p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />