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Cuckoo! cuckoo! How lad and maiden Love ambuscadin*
In search of you !
But far and near Ventriloquising, With art surprising
You mock the ear; Till, airy elf, 'Tis Echo's self
They call you. |
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Cuckoo! cuckoo!
At dawn upspringing, We hear you ringing Your joy-bell true; The live-long day Its magic measure Peals perfect pleasure, Then dies away,
In far off whispers Thro' our vespers Stealing. |
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* To be sung /torn the sign Jj[ on page 146. |
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H. 4868. |
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