Lying Too Faint To Look
by Katharine Lee Bates
Lying too faint to look, too spent to stir,
By open window, what a carol came,
The rapture of some scarlet tanager,
As if a voice were uttered out of flame!
Source:
Yellow Clover: A Book Of RemembranceCopyright 1922
E. P. Dutton & Company, New York