Little Trotty Wagtail he went in the rain And twittering, tottering sideways he ne'er got straight again, He stooped to get a worm and looked up to get a fly, And then he flew away ere his feathers they were dry. Little Trotty Wagtail he waddled in the mud, And left his little footmarks, trample where he would. He waddled in the water pudge and waggle went his tail, And chirrupt up his wings to dry upon the garden rail. Little Trotty Wagtail, you nimble all about, And in the dimpling waterpudge you waddle in and out; Your home is nigh at hand and in the warm pig stye, So, little Master Wagtail, I'll bid you a goodbye.
Song Cycle by James Walter Wilson (b. 1922)
?. Trotty Wagtail  [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Clare (1793 - 1864), "Little Trotty Wagtail", appears in Life and Remains of John Clare, first published 1873 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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?. The eagle  [sung text not yet checked]
He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
- by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), "The eagle", from Poems, first published 1851 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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