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_THE REDBIRD_ Swept lightly by the south wind The elm leaves softly stirred, And in their pale green clusters There straightway bloomed a bird! VESTER LAND SWEPT LIGHTLY BY THE SOUTH WIND THE ELM LEAVES SOFTLY STIRRED AND IN THEIR PALE GREEN CLUSTERS THERE STRAIGHTWAY BLOOMED A BIRD
wigs. Where all the ground was paven out of sight, And only from a far-off strip of sky My mother Nature strove to speak to me, I could not harken to her voice aright; I knew not why, But ever to mine ears some whispering tree Seemed of the inmost golden soul of her, The best interpreter. And so what wonder, Life, that you and I, Shut out from such glad confidence, should miss And grieve for this. —But all this yearning we’ll forget; for now Within my window, So, By finger-tips, I’ll draw into mine arms this dancing bough, And stroke its silky buds across my lips. O generous-natured, friendly, neighbor tree! Weave gentle blessings in the shade and shine; And granting gracious patience to my plea, Some simple lesson of your lore make mine, Make mine, I pray! O, be a kindly teacher unto me, And I’ll pour out such worshipful heart-wine, Not any bird that sings to you all day, Or nestles to low, leafy lullaby, Shall hold you in such dear observance, nay, Nor love you half so tenderly as I.  THE RED BIRD BY EVELINSTEIN READ FOR LIEBERVOXTA ORG BY SYL
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