Second Song To The Same
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
I.
Thy tuwhits are lull'd I wot,
Thy tuwhoos of yesternight,
Which upon the dark afloat,
So took echo with delight,
So took echo with delight,
That her voice untuneful grown,
Wears all day a fainter tone.
II.
I would mock thy chaunt anew;
But I cannot mimick it;
Not a whit of thy tuwhoo,
Thee to woo to thy tuwhit,
Thee to woo to thy tuwhit,
With a lengthen'd loud halloo,
Tuwhoo, tuwhit, tuwhit, tuwhoo-o-o.
See also Song of the Owl
Source:
The Works Of Alfred Lord TennysonCopyright 1893
London: Macmillan And Co.
Toronto: The Copp Clark Co. Limited.