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SING HAPPILY
A poor wan world, with wintry grief forspent,
(Sing happily!)
Wherein no faintest voice responsive lent
This lonely singer its encouragement.
(Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!)
(Sing happily!)
Wherein no faintest voice responsive lent
This lonely singer its encouragement.
(Sing happily, Robin, Robin, happily!)
He sang; and after every mellow trill,
Sung happily,
He paus’d; as tho’ at heart retracing still
Each utter’d rapture to its inmost thrill,
Oh! happily, Robin, Robin, happily!
Sung happily,
He paus’d; as tho’ at heart retracing still
Each utter’d rapture to its inmost thrill,
Oh! happily, Robin, Robin, happily!
He felt no solitude, no chill distress;
(Sing happily!)
Sipping at his own song’s deliciousness,
He needed nought, his rich estate to bless—
Sing happily, Poet, Poet, happily!
(Sing happily!)
Sipping at his own song’s deliciousness,
He needed nought, his rich estate to bless—
Sing happily, Poet, Poet, happily!
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