William Watson

When Birds were Songless

William Watson, was a surgeon in the 105th Regiment of Pennsylvania Volunteers during the American Civil War.

When birds were songless on the bough
I heard thee sing.
The world was full of winter, thou
Wert full of spring.

To-day the world's heart feels anew
The vernal thrill,
And thine beneath the rueful yew
Is wintry chill.

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