STAR LING Star Ling O star ling my darling Come hear without fear Perch on my youth and sing A sad song of lovers� longings, Longings. Let me with fiery eyes Admire and desire thy beauty Lovely thy form of love so warm Curved brown speckled breast Light elegant wings to fly Westerly in jolly and jest To lover�s sweet, sweet nest. The beak that plucks a worm From the ancient sanctuary grounds Will sing, will rejoice, will surround The green wooded valley with A wondrous gift of sound. Found wounded in a winter�s snow Kept, fed, loved, adored, Healed the broken leg with a splinter And now you must go and sing to another. Go, go star ling O star ling Go fly away my little darling. Departing, I kiss the wind on which you fly. Star Ling O star ling My love�s been flung Darling O darling Before a new morning My body will be hung.
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