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SING HAPPILY

I heard a Robin from a leafless tree
Sing happily.
A meagre bird in sober suit was he,
Singing a carol of surpassing glee.
Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!

No furtive sun hearten’d the heavy sky,
(Sing happily!)
December’s churlish wind push’d roughly by,
Earth lay a-dreaming deep with upclosed eye.
(Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!)

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