The Blackbird
William Ernest Henley
1849 to 1903
Track 1
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The nightingale has a lyre of gold,
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays but boxwood flute,
But I love him best of all.
For his song is all of the joy of life,
And we in the mad, spring weather,
We have listened till he sang
Our hearts and together.