Maxioms by Henry Austin Dobson
Across the noisy street
I hear him careless throw
One warning utterance sweet;
Then read more
Across the noisy street
I hear him careless throw
One warning utterance sweet;
Then faint at first, and low,
The full notes closer grow;
Hard, what a torrent gush!
They pour, they overflow--
Sing on, sing on, O thrush!
