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Amidst the golden sunshine,

And where the air is balm.

See, far below us rolling,

The storm-cloud black and wide;

The fury of its raging

Is as an angry tide!

O gentle Bird of Paradise!
Thy happy lot I'll share;
And go where'er thou goest,
On, through the sunny air!

Whate'er the food thou eatest,

Bird, I will eat it too;

And, ere it reach the stormy earth, Will drink with thee the dew!

My father and my mother,

I'll leave them for thy sake; And where thy nest is builded, My pleasant home will make!

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Amidst the golden sunshine,

And where the air is balm.

See, far below us rolling,

The storm-cloud black and wide;

The fury of its raging

Is as an angry tide!

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Bird, I will eat it too;

And, ere it reach the stormy earth, Will drink with thee the dew!

My father and my mother,

I'll leave them for thy sake; And where thy nest is builded,

My pleasant home will make!

Is it woven of the sunshine

And the fragrance of the spice; And cradled round with happiness? Sweet Bird of Paradise!

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Thus sung an Eastern poet,

Á many years ago;

Now of the Bird of Paradise

A truer tale we know.

We know the nest it buildeth

Within the forest green;

And many and many a traveller Its very eggs hath seen.

Yet, lovely Bird of Paradise,

They take no charm from thee: Thou art a creature of the earth,

And not a mystery!

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