Nightingale's Song
W Walterrean Salley
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O'er fields and fountains,
Resounding in mountains
Is the nightingale's song.
Daffodils glisten
As butterflies listen—
Enchanted all day long.
The echoing brine,
A conduit—refine—
Channels such tune along.
O'er rocks and rills
Go the trills
Of a melody that's strong.
On majestic scale
Is the nightingale;
For it is among
The smallest creatures
With grandest features -.
There, where it belongs.
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