Whistle like the birds

I've often tried, when tending sheep and cow,

With bits of grass and peels of oaten straw,

To whistle like the birds. The thrush would start

To hear her song, and pause, and fly away;

The blackbird never cared, but sang again;

The nightingale's fine song I could not try;

And when the thrush would mock her song, she paused,

And sang another song no bird could do!

 

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