XIX
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Miller's Daughter
I heard, as I have seemed to hear,
When all the under-air was still,
The low voice of the glad new year
Call to the freshly-flowered hill.
I heard, as I have often heard
The nightingale in leavy woods
Call to its mate, when nothing stirred
To left or right but falling floods.