Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year. John LoganTo the Cuckoo. Attributed also to Michael Bruce. Arguments in favor of Logan in Notes and Queries, April, 1902. P. 309. In favor of Bruce, June 14, 1902. P. 469.
Listtwas the cuckooO, with what delight Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint, Far off and faint, and melting into air, Yet not to be mistaken. Hark again! Those louder cries give notice that the bird, Although invisible as Echos self, Is wheeling hitherward. WordsworthThe Cuckoo at Laverna.