Such a sweet day

Why are ye silent

Birds where do ye fly

Winters not violent

Wi such a spring sky

The wheatlands are green snow & frost is away

Birds why are ye silent on such a sweet day

By the slated pigstye the red breast whispers

Where brown leaves lye the  hedge sparrow lispers

But why is the chaffinch and bullfinch so still

While the sulphur primroses bedeck the wood hill

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