Remembered Song
In a lull of a storm I heard
The clear, wild trill of a bird,
Singing alone from a thicket of tall dark trees;
And in the stillness its gallant treble stirred
My heart with a strange peace.
Spontaneously and loud,
It burst through the mist and cloud
Like a sudden pledge of a new and glorious day;
And each courageous note rang strong and proud
Over a world of gray.
Then the thunder rolled again,
And a torrent of wind and rain
Rushed down from the sky, and its song was lost in the night:
But in my heart the echo of its refrain
Sang on with new delight.
And still it sings through the strife
