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THE FIRST ROBIN OF SPRING.
I am Robin the First of the kingdom of song,
And my throne is the bough of the old cherry-tree;
The zephyrs of spring bear my mandates along,
And the gentle and good are all subject to me.
And my throne is the bough of the old cherry-tree;
The zephyrs of spring bear my mandates along,
And the gentle and good are all subject to me.
Glad, glad is the home near whose precincts I stay,
A grant to abide I repay with delight;
My matin shall cheer it at dawn of the day,
And my vesper hymn bless it at coming of night.
A grant to abide I repay with delight;
My matin shall cheer it at dawn of the day,
And my vesper hymn bless it at coming of night.
As when in the gay bowers of Eden 't was sung,
I sing to the world my melodious strain;
And the heart that is sad the earth's discords among
May turn, with my notes, back to Eden again.
I sing to the world my melodious strain;
And the heart that is sad the earth's discords among
May turn, with my notes, back to Eden again.
I am Robin the First of the kingdom of song,
My sceptre the power of melody sweet;
The summer's glad months my rule shall prolong,
And its flowery trophies be laid at my feet.
My sceptre the power of melody sweet;
The summer's glad months my rule shall prolong,
And its flowery trophies be laid at my feet.
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