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Baby-Bird
Baby-bird, baby-bird,
Ne’er a song on earth
May be heard, may be heard.
Rich as yours in mirth.
Ne’er a song on earth
May be heard, may be heard.
Rich as yours in mirth.
All your flickering fingers,
All your twinkling toes,
Play like light that lingers
Till the clear song close.
All your twinkling toes,
Play like light that lingers
Till the clear song close.
Baby-bird, baby-bird,
Your grave majestic eyes
Like a bird’s warbled words
Speak, and sorrow dies.
Your grave majestic eyes
Like a bird’s warbled words
Speak, and sorrow dies.
Sorrow dies for love’s sake,
Love grows one with mirth,
Even for one white dove’s sake,
Born a babe on earth.
Love grows one with mirth,
Even for one white dove’s sake,
Born a babe on earth.
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