The poems and stories of Fitz-James O'Brien | ||
IX.
Then the Sewing Bird swelled his silvery throat,And uttered a piercing, reverberant note:—
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Out through the free-blowing mountain air,
Up to the heart of the healthy hill,
Deep in the heart of the backwoods still;
For the lesson still remains for you—
To show you the labor that men should do.”
The poems and stories of Fitz-James O'Brien | ||