
HIDDEN
by: John Banister Tabb (1845-1909)
HE sweetest warblers -- one in light,
And one in darkness, screened from sight--
By voice alone prevail;
So let the poet sing his song,
As far secluded from the throng
As lark or nightingale.
You know why I haven't been blogging? I've been too busy reading Nelson DeMille's tomes. I finished The Lion's Game and ...
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