Yes, nightingale and cuckoo! it was meet <br />That you should come together; for ye twain <br />Are emblems of the rapture and the pain <br />That in the April of our life compete, <br />Until we know not which is the more sweet, <br />Nor yet have learned that both of them are vain! <br />Yet wherefore, nightingale! break off thy strain, <br />While yet the cuckoo doth his call repeat? <br />Not so with me. To sweet woe did I cling <br />Long after echoing happiness was dead, <br />And so found solace. Now, alas! the sting! <br />Cuckoo and nightingale alike have fled; <br />Neither for joy nor sorrow do I sing, <br />And autumn silence gathers in their stead.<br /><br />Alfred Austin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nughtingale-and-cuckoo/
