Charles Kingsley (×àðëüç Êèíãñëè)

Valentine's Day

Oh! I wish I were a tiny browny bird from out the south,
Settled among the alder-holts, and twittering by the stream;
I would put my tiny tail down, and put up my tiny mouth,
And sing my tiny life away in one melodious dream.

I would sing about the blossoms, and the sunshine and the sky,
And the tiny wife I mean to have in such a cosy nest;
And if some one came and shot me dead, why then I could but die,
With my tiny life and tiny song just ended at their best.

1. Palinodia
2. The Priest's Heart
3. Lorraine
4. On The Death of Leopold: King of The Belgians
5. The Legend of La Brea

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