by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)
The nightingale has a lyre of gold
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The nightingale has a lyre of gold, The lark's is a clarion call, And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute, But I love him best of all. For his song is all of the joy of life, And we in the mad, spring weather, We two have listened till he sang Our hearts and lips together.
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- by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903), no title, appears in A Book of Verses, first published 1888 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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