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the thrush - amy beach lyrics

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the thrush sings high on the topmost bough;
low, louder, low again, and now
he has changed his tree, you know not how
for you saw no flitting wing

all the notes of the forest throng
flute, reed, and string, are in his song;
never a fear knows he, nor wrong
nor a doubt of anything

small room for care in that soft breast;
all weather that comes is to him the best
while he sees his mate close on her nest
and the woods are full of spring

he has lost his last year’s love
i know, he, too, but ’tis little he keeps of woe
for a bird forgets in a year
and so no wonder the thrush can sing

- amy beach lyrics

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