The Blackbird

William Ernest Henley

1849 to 1903

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

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