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THE MAGPIE'S WOOING.
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” in the golden morning;
“Cuckoo! cuckoo! cuckoo!” clear and strong.
Cried the Magpie, all concealment scorning,
“There's the bird for me, and that's his song.”
“Cuckoo! cuckoo.”
“Cuckoo! cuckoo! cuckoo!” clear and strong.
Cried the Magpie, all concealment scorning,
“There's the bird for me, and that's his song.”
“Cuckoo! cuckoo.”
“For such mate, how long, alas! I've tarried,
He'll rejoice me with his constant clack.”
So the Magpie and the Cuckoo married.
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” Echo answered back,
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!”
He'll rejoice me with his constant clack.”
So the Magpie and the Cuckoo married.
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” Echo answered back,
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!”
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” in the golden morning,
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” May and April through;
But when June came, wood and wild adorning,
Mute and glum that busy babbler grew.
No more “Cuckoo!”
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” May and April through;
But when June came, wood and wild adorning,
Mute and glum that busy babbler grew.
No more “Cuckoo!”
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All in vain the Magpie fumed and fretted,
And by turns protested and complain'd;
All in vain! for whether spurn'd or petted,
Mute and glum her rebel mate remain'd.
No more “Cuckoo!”
And by turns protested and complain'd;
All in vain! for whether spurn'd or petted,
Mute and glum her rebel mate remain'd.
No more “Cuckoo!”
So her health gave way; oh! fatal warning!
And, when April came again, she died.
Off flew Cuckoo, in the golden morning,
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” piping far and wide-
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!”
And, when April came again, she died.
Off flew Cuckoo, in the golden morning,
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!” piping far and wide-
“Cuckoo! cuckoo!”
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