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Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Glycine`s Song
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A sunny shaft did I behold, 
From sky to earth it slanted: 
And poised therein a bird so bold
Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted! 

He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he troll`d 
Within that shaft of sunny mist; 
His eyes of fire, his beak of gold, 
All else of amethyst! 

And thus he sang: `Adieu! adieu! 
Love`s dreams prove seldom true. 
The blossoms, they make no delay: 
The sparking dew-drops will not stay. 
Sweet month of May, 
We must away; 
Far, far away! 
To-day! to-day!`
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