Builds, like a Bird, too!
Christ robs the Nest –
Robin after Robin
Smuggled to Rest!
I’m the little ′′Heart′s Ease′′ !
I dont care for pouting skies!
If the Butterfly delay
Can I, therefore, stay away?
If the Coward Bumble Bee
In his chimney corner stay,
I, must resoluter be!
Who′ll apologize for me?
Dear – Old fashioned, little flower!
Eden is old fashioned, too!
Birds are antiquated fellows!
Heaven does not change her blue.
I dont care for pouting skies!
If the Butterfly delay
Can I, therefore, stay away?
If the Coward Bumble Bee
In his chimney corner stay,
I, must resoluter be!
Who′ll apologize for me?
Dear – Old fashioned, little flower!
Eden is old fashioned, too!
Birds are antiquated fellows!
Heaven does not change her blue.
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Nor will I, the little Heart′s Ease –
Ever be induced to do!
Ah′ Necromany Sweet!
Ah′ Wizard erudite!
Teach me the skill,
That I instil the pain
Surgeons assuage in vain,
Not Herb of all the plain
Can heal!