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SAY—WHERE IS THE NIGHTINGALE?
Say where is the nightingale I gave you in the spring?
Sweetly in unclouded nights the captive used to sing;
Oh it had the wildest notes that ever yet were heard;
Tell me not you've changed it for yon green and scarlet bird!
Sweetly in unclouded nights the captive used to sing;
Oh it had the wildest notes that ever yet were heard;
Tell me not you've changed it for yon green and scarlet bird!
Better is a gentle voice than a painted cheek,
I will have the wood notes wild, you the golden beak;
Take discordant beauty hence, I'm for plainer sweets,
I will have the nightingale's, you the paroquet's.
I will have the wood notes wild, you the golden beak;
Take discordant beauty hence, I'm for plainer sweets,
I will have the nightingale's, you the paroquet's.
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