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James Stephens

James Stephens

I Heard a Bird at Dawn

I heard a bird at dawn
   Singing sweetly on a tree,
That the dew was on the lawn,
   And the wind was on the lea;
But I didn’t listen to him,
   For he didn’t sing to me.
 
I didn’t listen to him,
   For he didn’t sing to me
That the dew was on the lawn
   And the wind was on the lea;
I was singing at the time
   Just as prettily as he.
 
I was singing all the time,
   Just a prettily as he,
About the dew upon the lawn
   And the wind upon the lea;
So I didn’t listen to him
   As he sang upon a tree.

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