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TO A CHINESE LARK, by            
First Line: Out in the squalid village sits and sings
Last Line: With hymns of praise, uplifted to the sun.
Subject(s): Birds; Cages; Life; Singing & Singers; Songs


Out in the squalid village sits and sings
The Bak-ling, swinging in his bamboo cage.
Poor little prisoner with fluttering wings,
Dispensing cheer to many a tea-shop sage,
Looks from his perch on all humanity,
Its lights and shadows, the unending throng
Of sordid lives weighed down by misery,
And from his throat pours out a heavenly song.

Yes, there are lives like his in human kind,
Whose lives, like his, are circumscribed by bars
Of want and suffering and toil entwined,
Yet they too sing, and hide the bitter scars;
Like him bring joy and peace to those who run,
With hymns of praise, uplifted to the sun.





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