A Treasury of Canadian Verse, with Brief Biographical Notes - Unknown

She will finish her gorgeous pictures all,

And hurry away ere the gusty squall

Ruins her work, and the sere leaves fall

Darkly in copse and glen.

COME down from the heights, my bird,

And warble thy lays to me!

I shall pine and droop in my grassy nook

For the passionate song that my spirit shook,