Amor 2

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It charmed my very soul
From top-most bough
it hung
And let the sweet notes
fall
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  proved
It was^ no foreign bird,
Lost in our colder sky,
But blue-jay that I
heard,
That instant did he fly.
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He sang unto his mate
In cosy nest close by,
He sang their happy fate.
He sang the sunny sky.
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