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The woosel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
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The woosel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill--
. . . .
The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo grey,
Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer nay.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.
Birds of a feather will gather together.
Birds of a feather will gather together.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea,
Why takest thou its melancholy voice,
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Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea,
Why takest thou its melancholy voice,
And with that boding cry
Along the waves dost thou fly?
Oh! rather, bird, with me
Through this fair land rejoice!
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.
Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.
That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your
repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.
That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your
repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.
