Redbirds

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Redbirds
by Sara Teasdale


Redbirds, redbirds,
     Long and long ago,
What a honey-call you had
     In hills I used to know;

Redbud, buckberry,
     Wild plum-tree
And proud river sweeping
     Southward to the sea,

Brown and gold in the sun
     Sparkling far below,
Trailing stately round her bluffs
     Where the poplars grow --

Redbirds, redbirds,
     Are you singing still
As you sang one May day
     On Saxton's Hill?


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