<h3 id="I_Whispered_to_the_Bobolink">I Whispered to the Bobolink</h3>
<p>I WHISPERED to the bobolink:<br/>
“Sweet singer of the field,<br/>
Teach me a song to reach a heart<br/>
In maiden armor steeled.”</p>
<p> <i>“If there be such a song,” sang he,<br/>
“No bird can tell its mystery.”</i></p>
<p>I bent above the sweetest rose,<br/>
A deeper sweet to stir—<br/>
“O Rose,” I begged, “what charm will wake<br/>
The deep, sweet heart of her?”</p>
<p> <i>“Alas, poor lover,” sighed the rose,<br/>
“The charm you seek no flower knows.”</i></p>
<p>I wandered by the midnight lake<br/>
Where heaven lay confessed<br/>
“Tell me,” I cried, “what draws the stars<br/>
To lie upon your breast?”</p>
<p> <i>The silence woke to soft reply<br/>
“When Heaven stoops—demand not why!”</i></p>
<p>“Alas, sweet maid, love’s potent charm<br/>
I cannot beg or buy,<br/>
I cannot wrest it from the wind<br/>
Or steal it from the sky—”</p>
<p> <i>Breathless, I caught her whisper low,<br/>
“I love you—why, I do not know!”</i></p>
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