“I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.”
Joseph Addison
'Morning has broken Like the first morning, Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird.'
'All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise'
“The wild Bee reels from bough to bough With his furry coat and his gauzy wing, Now in a lily cup, and now Setting a jacinth bell a-swing, In his wandering.”
Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde
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