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Archy's Song From Charles The First (A Widow Bird Sate Mourning For Her Love)

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Heigho! the lark and the owl!
One flies the morning, and one lulls the night:
Only the nightingale, poor fond soul,
Sings like the fool through darkness and light.

'A widow bird sate mourning for her love
Upon a wintry bough;
The frozen wind crept on above,
The freezing stream below.

'There was no leaf upon the forest bare,
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BEAU GOLDEN 26 March 2010

such beauty as we sit with him and look out his window! _beau golden

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Tahir Baban 27 March 2005

very good and expressing

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