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The thrush did pipe full clear 
And eke with very merry cheer.
The linnet lifted up her pleasant voice 
The goldfinch chirped and the pie did chatter 
The blackbird whistled and bid me rejoice 
The stock dove murmured with a solemn flat,
The little daw ka-ka, ka-ka he cried
The hic-quail he beside
Tickled his part in a parti-coloured coat.
The jay did blow his how boy gallantly
The wren did treble many a pretty note 
The woodpecker did hammer melody. 
The kite tiw whiw full oft
Cried soaring up aloft 
And down again returned presently.
To whom the herald of cornutos all 
Sung cuckoo ever, whilst poor Margery
Cried: Who did ring night's 'larum bell withal?
All did do well. O might I hear them ever. 
Of strains so sweet, sweet birds deprive us never.