The Cuckoo [from The Danish]

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Title:     The Cuckoo [from The Danish]
Author: George Borrow [More Titles by Borrow]

Yonder the cuckoo flutters,
_Cuckoo_, _Cuckoo_! he utters,
And lights the beech upon;
Many a voice is sweeter,
But do not mock the creature,
Let each enjoy his own.

He knows no notes of passion,
A new song cannot fashion;
True to the ancient rule,
What his good sires respected
By him is not neglected,--
Is he for that a fool?

O thou, my human brother,
Who scorning every other
With self-conceit dost swell,
We cannot all be gallants,
Not equal are our talents--
Thou art no nightingale!

[The end]
George Borrow's poem: The Cuckoo [from The Danish]

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