 | The poet, the fool and the faeries |  |
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TWO BIRDS
Birds
Rising in lyric rings,
There is a bird that sings,—
“Never, heart, never!”
Meaning,—From higher things
Never restrain thy wings;
Mounting forever,
Dare and endeavor.
There is a bird that sings,—
“Never, heart, never!”
Meaning,—From higher things
Never restrain thy wings;
Mounting forever,
Dare and endeavor.
Gazing with jewelled eyes,
There is a bird replies,
“Sweetest, love, sweetest!”
Meaning,—What life denies
Love, who keeps pure and wise,
That is completest,
Holds what is fleetest.
There is a bird replies,
“Sweetest, love, sweetest!”
Meaning,—What life denies
Love, who keeps pure and wise,
That is completest,
Holds what is fleetest.
Old as the heart are they,
Birds of the every day,
Older than sorrow.—
Oh, may they sing alway
Down in the hearts that pray,
Helping care borrow
Hope of to-morrow.
Birds of the every day,
Older than sorrow.—
Oh, may they sing alway
Down in the hearts that pray,
Helping care borrow
Hope of to-morrow.
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