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 THE POE-BIRD'S SONG. 



A nthophagus Cincinnatus. — (Lath . ) 



Taheity! Taheity! 



The Poe-bird's home, 

 Taheity! Taheity! 



Who from thee would roam ? 



Taheity! Taheity! 



Far over the sea ! 

 When, when shall return 



Thy own bird unto thee ? 



Taheity! Taheity! 



All strangers I see ; 

 When shall I behold 



Those I love, know, and thee ? 



Taheity! Taheity! 



Thy groves and thy shade, 

 Thy mountains, thy vales, 



For affection were made. 



Taheity ! Taheity ! — 



Thy Mahie* to see ! 

 Oh, when shall return 



Thy own bird unto thee ? 



* rUe ISread- Fruit 'Tree f so called by the natives of Otaheite. 



