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I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I heard a bird so sing,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
I heard a bird so sing,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
Birds of a feather will gather together.
Birds of a feather will gather together.
Every bird that upwards swings
Bears the Cross upon its wings.
Every bird that upwards swings
Bears the Cross upon its wings.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.
Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays read more
The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.
For his song is all the joy of life,
And we in the mad spring weather,
We two have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together.
