Pretty Lessons in Verse for Good Children; with Some Lessons in Latin, in Easy Rhyme. By Sara Coleridge. The Fourth Edition, with Many Cuts |
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THE NIGHTINGALE. |
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THE NIGHTINGALE.
In April comes the Nightingale,
That sings when day's departed;
The poets call her a Philomel,
And vow she's broken-hearted.
That sings when day's departed;
The poets call her a Philomel,
And vow she's broken-hearted.
To them her soft, sweet, ling'ring note
Is like the sound of sorrow;
But some aver, no need hath she
The voice of grief to borrow.
Is like the sound of sorrow;
But some aver, no need hath she
The voice of grief to borrow.
No, 'tis the merry Nightingale,
Her pipe is clear and thrilling;
No anxious care, no keen regret,
Her little breast is filling.
Her pipe is clear and thrilling;
No anxious care, no keen regret,
Her little breast is filling.
She grieves when boys have robb'd her nest,
But so would Stork or Starling;
What mother would not weep and cry
To lose her precious darling?
But so would Stork or Starling;
What mother would not weep and cry
To lose her precious darling?
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