The Birds Poem by Gace Brulé
The Birds
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The birds, the birds of mine own land
I heard in Brittany;
And as they sung, they seemed to me
The very same I heard with thee.
And if it were indeed a dream,
Such thoughts they taught my soul to frame
That straight a plaintive number came,
Which still shall be my song, Till that reward is mine which love hath promised long.
Thursday, January 1, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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