The trees full of sap,
With joy rear their head,
The cedars their boughs,
O'er Lebanon spread.
Secure in the covert
The bird flies for rest
She sings on the branches,
She broods on the nest.
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First Line: | The trees full of sap |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1805 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |