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THE SONG OF THE CRICKET by GRACE DENIO LITCHFIELD

First Line: YES, THE WORLD IS BIG, BUT I'LL DO MY BEST
Last Line: THOUGH I 'M NEITHER A LARK NOR A LINNET!
Subject(s): BIRDS; MUSIC & MUSICIANS;

YES, the world is big, but I 'll do my best
Since I happen to find myself in it,
And I 'll sing my loudest out with the rest,
Though I 'm neither a lark nor a linnet,
And strive for the goal with as tireless zest,
Though I know I may never w n it.

For shall no bird sing but the nightingale?
No flower bloom but the rose?
Shall the stars put out their torches pale
When Mars through the midnight glows?
Shall only the highest and greatest prevail?
Nay nothing seem white but the snows?

Nay, the world is so big that it needs us all
To make audible music in it.
God fits a melody e'en to the small.
We have nothing to do but begin it.
So I 'll chirp my merriest out with them all,
Though I 'm neither a lark nor a linnet!



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