In My Copse a Blackbird Whistles

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In my copse a blackbird whistles,

Whistles like a saucy boy:

Rain-drops glitter in the sunshine-

Sorrow turned to joy.

Rain and sun have swelled my lilacs,

Golden leaf and purple flower,

And my longing turns to you-ward

Set by sun and shower.

Come, my lilacs are in blossom,

Come and to my dwelling bring

Joy that makes the happy blackbird

Harbinger of Spring.

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