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TO THE CUCKOO PRESENTATION. Poem By: William Wordsworth Presentation by: K McCafferty, N Porter, P Manmindar and L Neumann. To The Cuckoo – The Poem.

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  1. TO THE CUCKOO PRESENTATION Poem By: William Wordsworth Presentation by: K McCafferty, N Porter, P Manmindar and L Neumann.

  2. To The Cuckoo – The Poem O blithe newcomer! I have heard,I hear thee and rejoice:O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird,Or but a wandering Voice?While I am lying on the grassI hear thy restless shout;From hill to hill it seems to pass,About. and all about!

  3. To The Cuckoo – The Poem To me, no Babbler with a taleOf sunshine and of flowers,Thou tellest, Cuckoo! in the valeOf visionary hours.Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!Even yet thou art to meNo bird, but an invisible thing,A voice, a mystery;

  4. To The Cuckoo – The Poem The same whom in my schoolboy daysI listened to; that CryWhich made me look a thousand waysIn bush, and tree, and sky.To seek thee did I often roveThrough woods and on the green;And thou wert still a hope, a love;Still longed for, never seen!

  5. To The Cuckoo – The Poem And I can listen to thee yet;Can lie upon the plainAnd listen, till I do begetThat golden time again.O blessed bird! the earth we paceAgain appears to beAn unsubstantial, faery place,That is fit home for Thee!

  6. O blithe newcomer! I have heard,I hear thee and rejoice:O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird,Or but a wandering Voice?While I am lying on the grassI hear thy restless shout;From hill to hill it seems to pass,About. and all about!To me, no Babbler with a taleOf sunshine and of flowers,Thou tellest, Cuckoo! in the valeOf visionary hours.Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!Even yet thou art to meNo bird, but an invisible thing,A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my schoolboy daysI listened to; that CryWhich made me look a thousand waysIn bush, and tree, and sky.To seek thee did I often roveThrough woods and on the green;And thou wert still a hope, a love;Still longed for, never seen!And I can listen to thee yet;Can lie upon the plainAnd listen, till I do begetThat golden time again.O blessed bird! the earth we paceAgain appears to beAn unsubstantial, faery place,That is fit home for Thee To The Cuckoo – The Poem

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