Two songs

Song Cycle by Marjorie Eastwood Dudley

?. Wild bird  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Wild bird, whose warble, liquid sweet,
   Rings Eden thro' the budded quicks,
   O tell me where the senses mix,
O tell me where the passions meet,

Whence radiate: fierce extremes employ
   Thy spirits in the darkening leaf,
   And in the midmost heart of grief
Thy passion clasps a secret joy:

And I -- my harp would prelude woe -- 
   I cannot all command the strings;
   The glory of the sum of things
Will flash along the chords and go.

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