| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | X. The Pity of It Vespers | | By Thomas Edward Brown (18301897) |
| | | O BLACKBIRD, what a boy you are! | |
| How you do go it! | |
| Blowing your bugle to that one sweet star | |
| How you do blow it! | |
| And does she hear you, blackbird boy, so far? | 5 |
| Or is it wasted breath? | |
| Good Lord! she is so bright | |
| To-night! | |
| The blackbird saith. | | | | |
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