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Toll no bell for me dear Father dear Mother	A
Waste no sighs	B
There are my sisters there is my little brother	A
Who plays in the place called Paradise	C
Your children all your children for ever	A
But I so wild	D
Your disgrace with the queer brown face was never	A
Never I know but half your child	D
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In the garden at play all day last summer	A
Far and away I heard	E
The sweet tweet tweet of a strange new comer	A
The dearest clearest call of a bird	E
It lived down there in the deep green hollow	F
My own old home and the fairies say	G
The word of a bird is a thing to follow	F
So I was away a night and a day	G
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One evening too by the nursery fire	A
We snuggled close and sat roudn so still	H
When suddenly as the wind blew higher	A
Something scratched on the window sill	H
A pinched brown face peered in I shivered	E
No one listened or seemed to see	I
The arms of it waved and the wings of it quivered	E
Whoo I knew it had come for me	I
Some are as bad as bad can be	I
All night long they danced in the rain	J
Round and round in a dripping chain	J
Threw their caps at the window pane	J
Tried to make me scream and shout	E
And fling the bedclothes all about	E
I meant to stay in bed that night	E
And if only you had left a light	E
They would never have got me out	E
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Sometimes I wouldn't speak you see	I
Or answer when you spoke to me	I
Because in the long still dusks of Spring	K
You can hear the whole world whispering	K
The shy green grasses making love	L
The feathers grow on the dear grey dove	L
The tiny heart of the redstart beat	E
The patter of the squirrel's feet	E
The pebbles pushing in the silver streams	M
The rushes talking in their dreams	M
The swish swish of the bat's black wings	N
The wild wood bluebell's sweet ting tings	N
Humming and hammering at your ear	O
Everything there is to hear	O
In the heart of hidden things	N
But not in the midst of the nursery riot	E
That's why I wanted to be quiet	E
Couldn't do my sums or sing	K
Or settle down to anything	K
And when for that I was sent upstairs	N
I did kneel down to say my prayers	N
But the King who sits on your high church steeple	P
Has nothing to do with us fairy people	P
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'Times I pleased you dear Father dear Mother	A
Learned all my lessons and liked to play	G
And dearly I loved the little pale brother	A
Whom some other bird must have called away	G
Why did they bring me here to make me	I
Not quite bad and not quite good	E
Why unless They're wicked do They want in spite	E
to take me	I
Back to Their wet wild wood	E
Now every nithing I shall see the windows shining	K
The gold lamp's glow and the fire's red gleam	Q
While the best of us are twining twigs and the rest of us	N
are whining	K
In the hollow by the stream	Q
Black and chill are Their nights on the wold	E
And They live so long and They feel no pain	J
I shall grow up but never grow old	E
I shall always always be very cold	E
I shall never come back again	R

Charlotte Mary Mew

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