Author Christina Georgina Rossetti A linnet in a gilded cage, - A linnet on a bough, - In frosty winter one might doubt Which bird is luckier now. But let the trees burst out in leaf, And nests be on the bough, Which linnet is the luckier bird, Oh who could doubt it now? Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2.8 (6 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments