Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay,
And at my casement sing,
Though it should prove a farewell lay
And this our parting spring.
Though I, alas! may ne'er enjoy
The promise in thy song;
A charm, 'that' thought can not destroy,
Doth to thy strain belong.
Methinks that in my dying hour
Thy song would still be dear,
And with a more than earthly power
My passing Spirit cheer.
Then, little Bird, this boon confer,
Come, and my requiem sing,
Nor fail to be the harbinger
Of everlasting Spring.
To A Redbreast (in Sickness)
William Wordsworth
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Tyler: Authorship of this poem is owed to Sara Hutchinson, not William Wordsworth. The poem appears alongside William's collection, Early and Later Works of William Wordsworth.
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