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The Widow Bird - Frederick Septimus Kelly
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The Widow Bird Frederick Septimus Kelly

The Widow Bird - Frederick Septimus Kelly
A widow bird sate mourning for her love
Upon a wintry bough
The frozen wind crept on above;
The freezing stream below

There was no leaf upon the forest bare
No flower upon the ground
And little motion in the air
Except the mill-wheel's sound
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