To a Very Beautiful Old Lady
Yea! many songs of many Mays
Our little nest has heard;
But none were sweeter than the lays
Of this old mother bird!
And when the world is withered dry
To its profoundest glen,
We'll seek her soul of Eden; aye,
Begin the world again.
Our little nest has heard;
But none were sweeter than the lays
Of this old mother bird!
And when the world is withered dry
To its profoundest glen,
We'll seek her soul of Eden; aye,
Begin the world again.
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