A widow bird sate mourning for her Love
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A WIDOW bird sate mourning for her Love
Upon a wintry bough;
The frozen wind crept on above
The freezing stream below.
There was no leaf upon the forest bare.
No flower upon the ground
And little motion in the air
Except the mill-wheel's sound.
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