James Stephens

Here you will find the Poem The rivals of poet James Stephens

The rivals

I heard a bird at dawn 
Singing sweetly on a tree, 
That the dew was on the lawn, 
And the wind was on the lea; 
But I didn't listen to him, 
For he didn't sing to me. 

I didn't listen to him, 
For he didn't sing to me 
That the dew was on the lawn 
And the wind was on the lea; 
I was singing at the time 
Just as prettily as he. 

I was singing all the time, 
Just a prettily as he, 
About the dew upon the lawn 
And the wind upon the lea; 
So I didn't listen to him 
As he sang upon a tree.