Whoo—whoo—
The steam from the thatches,
The casement tawny in patches;
Look not yet,
You might never forget
The ghost of breath,
Or the leper Death,
Whoo—whoo;—yu-loô—yu-loô.
RAIN AND THE ROBIN.
A robin in the morning,
Whoo—whoo—
The steam from the thatches,
The casement tawny in patches;
Look not yet,
You might never forget
The ghost of breath,
Or the leper Death,
Whoo—whoo;—yu-loô—yu-loô.
A robin in the morning,