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THE ORIOLE'S SONG. 



Oriolut Nidipendulus^ — (Linn.) 



" He who'd live a happy life, 

 Let him Uveas we; 

 We defy both care and strife, — 

 Are from sorrow free." 



Thb Lark's Song. 



You may sing of your dells, 

 Of your groves and your trees, 



Of your vallies and fells. 

 Of your cool mountain breeze : 



You may prattle to solitude 



All the day long ; 

 And let none but the wood 



Hear your voice or your song : 



You may sing of the sorrow 



Of love-dying swain ; 

 Or of maidens who sigrh 



For their charmers in vain ; 



You may sing of Savannahs, 



And swamps, and the fall 

 Of the fam'd Niagara ; — 



Sublime may it call. 



