Posted on Sunday, 1 April 2012

Sometimes a-dropping from the skyI heard the skylark sing;Sometimes all little birds that are,How they seemed to fill the sea and airWith their sweet jargoning!And now ‘twas like all instruments,Now like a lonely flute;And now it is an angel’s song,That makes the heavens be mute.It ceased; yet still the sails made onA pleasant noise till noon,A noise like of a hidden brookIn the leafy month of June,That to the sleeping woods all nightSingeth a quiet tune.

Sometimes a-dropping from the sky
I heard the skylark sing;
Sometimes all little birds that are,
How they seemed to fill the sea and air
With their sweet jargoning!

And now ‘twas like all instruments,
Now like a lonely flute;
And now it is an angel’s song,
That makes the heavens be mute.

It ceased; yet still the sails made on
A pleasant noise till noon,
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune.

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