To the Crow

Caw, caw, caw,
Thou bird of ebon hue,
Above the slumb'rous valley spread in flight,
On wings that flash defiance back at light,
A speck against the blue,
A-vanishing.

Caw, caw, caw,
Thou bird of common sense,
Far, far in lonely distance leaving me,
Deluded, with a shout of mockery
For all my diligence
At evening.

Caw, caw, caw,
Thou bird of ebon hue,
Above the slumb'rous valley spread in flight,
On wings that flash defiance back at light,
A speck against the blue,
A-vanishing.

Caw, caw, caw,
Thou bird of common sense,
Far, far in lonely distance leaving me,
Deluded, with a shout of mockery
For all my diligence
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