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BLUEBIRDS, by                
First Line: O magic music of the spring
Last Line: I hear the golden bluebirds sing!
Alternate Author Name(s): Merrill, Helen M.
Subject(s): Birds; Bluebirds

O MAGIC music of the Spring, --
Across the morning's breezy meads
I hear the south wind in the reeds,
I hear the golden bluebirds sing.

O mellow music of the morn, --
Across the fading fields of Time
How many joyous songs are borne
From memory's enchanting clime.

I see the grasses shine with dew,
The cornflowers gleaming in the grain,
And, oh ! the bluebirds sing-and you ?
We fare together once again.

O haunting music of the dusk,
When silent birds are on the wing
And sweet is scent of pine and musk-
Oh, as we wander hand in hand
Across the shadow-painted land,
I hear the golden bluebirds sing!

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