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IN THE TOWN A WILD BIRD SINGING
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Thou, too, art gone!—nor evermore shalt come
Without my window here at dawn to sing.
Adieu, strange guest! Theresa guide thy wing
Safe to the sweet wild woods that are thy home!
Page:Poems, Volume 1, Coates, 1916.djvu/51
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