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Literary
June 4, 1908
The Citizen
Berea, Madison County, Kentucky
What is this article about?
A poem by James Whitcomb Riley celebrating the constant presence of nature's songs— from birds and insects—through all weathers, times of day, and seasons, offering comfort and joy.
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By James Whitcomb Riley
Copyright, 1887, 1898, by James Whitcomb
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
There is ever a something sings alway
There's the song of the lark when the skies are gray
And the song of the thrush when the skies are gray
The sunshine showers across the grain.
And the bluebird trills in the orchard tree;
And in and out, when the eaves drip rain,
The swallows are twittering ceaselessly.
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
Be the skies above or dark or fair
There is ever a song that our hearts may hear—
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear—
There is ever a song somewhere!
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear;
In the midnight black or the midday blue:
The robin pipes when the sun is here
And the cricket chirrups the whole night through
The buds may blow, and the fruit may grow,
And the autumn leaves drop crisp and sear;
But whether the sun, or the rain, or the snow,
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear,
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
Be the skies above or dark or fair
There is ever a song that our hearts may hear
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear—
There is ever a song somewhere!
By James Whitcomb Riley
Copyright, 1887, 1898, by James Whitcomb
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
There is ever a something sings alway
There's the song of the lark when the skies are gray
And the song of the thrush when the skies are gray
The sunshine showers across the grain.
And the bluebird trills in the orchard tree;
And in and out, when the eaves drip rain,
The swallows are twittering ceaselessly.
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
Be the skies above or dark or fair
There is ever a song that our hearts may hear—
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear—
There is ever a song somewhere!
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear;
In the midnight black or the midday blue:
The robin pipes when the sun is here
And the cricket chirrups the whole night through
The buds may blow, and the fruit may grow,
And the autumn leaves drop crisp and sear;
But whether the sun, or the rain, or the snow,
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear,
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear
Be the skies above or dark or fair
There is ever a song that our hearts may hear
There is ever a song somewhere, my dear—
There is ever a song somewhere!
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
What themes does it cover?
Nature
Seasonal Cycle
What keywords are associated?
Song
Nature
Birds
Seasons
Optimism
What entities or persons were involved?
By James Whitcomb Riley
Literary Details
Title
Song
Author
By James Whitcomb Riley
Key Lines
There Is Ever A Song Somewhere, My Dear
Be The Skies Above Or Dark Or Fair
There Is Ever A Song That Our Hearts May Hear—
There Is Ever A Song Somewhere, My Dear—
There Is Ever A Song Somewhere!