The Blackbird

SSATB a cappella

 

Text: William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)

 

Duration: 2 mins

Temporarily withdrawn while this short item is re-worked into a bird-themed set of three.

 

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The nightingale has a lyre of gold;
The lark's is a clarion call,
And the blackbird plays but a box-wood flute,
But I love him best of all.

For his song is all of the joy of life,
And we in the mad, spring weather,
We too have listened till he sang
Our hearts and lips together.

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