When On A Summer's Morn
When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies, To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush, Or any bird in song; And common leaves that hum all day, Without a throat or tongue. And when Time strikes the hour for sleep, Back in my room alone, My heart has many a sweet bird's song - And one that's all my own.
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"When on a summer's morn I wake,..."
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