by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)

The nightingale has a lyre of gold
Language: English 
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]1, spring weather,
We two have listened till he [sang]2
   Our hearts and lips together.

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1 Parker: "glad"
2 Parker: "sung"

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