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A Flicker, a Robin, a Song-sparrowHave come from Arcady.The Flicker was an imp that shouted in a tree;The Robin was a winged laugh that Spring set free;The Song-sparrow was a liquid arrowThat pierced to the heart of me.
A Flicker, a Robin, a Song-sparrowHave come from Arcady.The Flicker was an imp that shouted in a tree;The Robin was a winged laugh that Spring set free;The Song-sparrow was a liquid arrowThat pierced to the heart of me.
A Flicker, a Robin, a Song-sparrowHave come from Arcady.The Flicker was an imp that shouted in a tree;The Robin was a winged laugh that Spring set free;The Song-sparrow was a liquid arrowThat pierced to the heart of me.
A Flicker, a Robin, a Song-sparrow
Have come from Arcady.
The Flicker was an imp that shouted in a tree;
The Robin was a winged laugh that Spring set free;
The Song-sparrow was a liquid arrow
That pierced to the heart of me.