A reply
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[Lift]1 up my heart, and sing again
As once you did when I was young.
Before I knew of woe and pain.
When every happy bird that sung
I sang to it, and it to me
Repeated half the melody.
Like a thrush at peep of light,
I would pipe my sunny lay,
Singing how the blackest night
Always has to run away
When the sun climbs from afar
Brandishing his scimitar.
Like an eagle's is your cry ;
More of fierceness than of glee
Sent your pinions to the sky
Bounding our humanity ;
Sent you winging to the sun
That is seen of every one.
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1 Swain: "Still lift"; there may be further changes not noted.
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listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
Date added to the website: 2009-01-22.
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