Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE BIRDS, by WILLIAM BLAKE

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THE BIRDS, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Where thou dwellest, in what grove
Last Line: Among green leaves & blossoms sweet
Subject(s): Bible; Birds; Mythology

He. Where thou dwellest in what Grove
Tell me Fair one tell me love
Where thou thy charming Nest dost build
O thou pride of every field

She. Yonder stands a lonely tree
There I live & mourn for thee
Morning drinks my silent tear
And evening winds my sorrows bear

He. O thou Summers harmony
I have livd & mournd for thee
Each day I mourn along the wood
And night hath heard my sorrows loud

She. Dost thou truly long for me
And am I thus sweet to thee
Sorrow now is at an End
O my Lover & my Friend

He. Come on wings of joy well fly
To where my Bower hangs on high
Come & make thy calm retreat
Among green leaves & blossoms sweet

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