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What the Thrush Says

COME and see ! Come and see ! "
The Thrush pipes out of the haw-
thorn-tree :

And I and Dicky on tiptoe go
To see what treasures he wants to show.
His call is clear as a call can be
And " Come and see ! " he says :
" Come and see ! "

" Come and see ! Come and, see ! "
His house is there in the hawthorn-tree :
The neatest house that ever you saw,
Built all of mosses and twigs and straw :
The folk who built were his wife and he
And " Come and see ! " he says :
" Come and see ! "

" Come and see ! Come and see ! "
Within this house there are treasures three :
So warm and snug in its curve they lie
Like three bright bits out of Spring's blue sky.
We would not hurt them, he knows ; not we !
So " Come and see ! " he says :

" Come and see ! "

Come and see ! Come and see ! "
No thrush was ever so proud as he !
His bright-eyed lady has left those eggs
For just five minutes to stretch her legs.
He's keeping guard in the hawthorn-tree,
And " Come and see ! " he says :
" Come and see ! "

" Come and see ! Come and see ! "
He has no fear of the boys and me.
He came and shared in our meals, you know,
In hungry times of the frost and snow.
So now we share in his Secret Tree
Where " Come and see ! " he says :
" Come and see ! "

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