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The lesson.
     Ah! from the light branch springing,
      My little darling flies,
     And that low, tender singing
      In tenderer silence dies,
While with adventurous plume her nestling tempts the skies.

     His new-discovered pinions
      Shall bear thy bird away,
     Into those far dominions,
      Beyond the dawning day,
And thou, poor mother-heart, in solitude shalt stay.

     Yet some most weary proving
      Taught him to spread the wing,
     And some most lonely loving
      Taught thee such notes to sing.
God keep both song and strength to decorate His Spring!