If the garden had merely held birds and flowers!
But I hear a voice—they have talked for hours—
"Frost tonight—" if 'twere merely he!
Half wild, half cowed, I flee, I flee!
Charles Hanson Towne
(Who rather begrudged the time he used up in going out to the suburbs.)
THE UNQUIET SINGER
He had been singing, but I had not heard his voice;