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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

To an Oriole

By Edgar Fawcett (1847–1904)

[Born in New York, N. Y., 1847. Died in London, England, 1904. Fantasy and Passion. 1878.—Song and Story. 1884.]

HOW falls it, oriole, thou hast come to fly

In tropic splendor through our Northern sky?

At some glad moment was it nature’s choice

To dower a scrap of sunset with a voice?

Or did some orange tulip, flaked with black,

In some forgotten garden, ages back,

Yearning toward Heaven until its wish was heard,

Desire unspeakably to be a bird?