The Poetical Works of James Gates Percival With a biographical sketch |
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I. Bird of the Mountain.
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I. Bird of the Mountain.
“Lasstowiczka ljta, ljta,
Powjda z'e swjta—”
“The swallow is flying, is flying;
He tells me it dawns.”
Powjda z'e swjta—”
“The swallow is flying, is flying;
He tells me it dawns.”
Bird of the mountain, sweetly thou singest,—
O, sweet thy song!
Over the fountain, high in the branches,
Thou sitt'st alone.
There oft, at evening, I linger to hear thee:
Bird of the mountain, sweetly thou singest,—
O, sweet thy song!
O, sweet thy song!
Over the fountain, high in the branches,
Thou sitt'st alone.
There oft, at evening, I linger to hear thee:
Bird of the mountain, sweetly thou singest,—
O, sweet thy song!
Bird of the mountain, why art thou ever
So sad and lone?
Only I hear thee breaking the silence
So deep around.
Art thou the spirit of heart-broken maiden?
Bird of the mountain, why art thou ever
So sad and lone?
So sad and lone?
Only I hear thee breaking the silence
So deep around.
Art thou the spirit of heart-broken maiden?
Bird of the mountain, why art thou ever
So sad and lone?
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