Bird-Notes by Evelyn Douglas [i.e. J. E. Barlas] |
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What shall I Sing? |
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XXII. What shall I Sing?
Sing, sing to me, and give me joy,
A bird-note wild and strong,
The music I loved when a boy
To hear the whole day long,
A lark aloud, above the cloud,
Sing to me, child, of joy.
A bird-note wild and strong,
The music I loved when a boy
To hear the whole day long,
A lark aloud, above the cloud,
Sing to me, child, of joy.
Sing, sing to me, and give me woe
A plaintive cadence sweet,
The music I loved years ago
Sitting at your dear feet,
A nightingale, in moonlight pale,
Sing to me, dear, of woe.
A plaintive cadence sweet,
The music I loved years ago
Sitting at your dear feet,
A nightingale, in moonlight pale,
Sing to me, dear, of woe.
Sing, sing to me, and give me pain,
A note of keen desire,
Music that enters in the brain
And sets the heart on fire,
A woman's note where night-winds float.
Sing to me, sweet, of pain.
A note of keen desire,
Music that enters in the brain
And sets the heart on fire,
A woman's note where night-winds float.
Sing to me, sweet, of pain.
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Sing, sing to me, and give me peace,
A still, a quiet strain,
The music I shall love when cease
The throbs of love and pain,
A seraph-song where angels throng,
Sing to me, love, of peace.
A still, a quiet strain,
The music I shall love when cease
The throbs of love and pain,
A seraph-song where angels throng,
Sing to me, love, of peace.
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