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“I WATCHED A BLACKBIRD” |
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“I WATCHED A BLACKBIRD”
I watched a blackbird on a budding sycamoreOne Easter Day, when sap was stirring twigs to the core;
I saw his tongue, and crocus-coloured bill
Parting and closing as he turned his trill;
Then he flew down, seized on a stem of hay,
And upped to where his building scheme was under way,
As if so sure a nest were never shaped on spray.
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