Chorus
Singing.
Lovable golden bird, whom I cherish above all others, you, whom I associate with all my songs, nightingale,
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you have come, you have come, to show yourself to me and to charm me with your notes. Come, you, who play spring melodies upon the harmonious flute, lead off our anapests.
Birds. Aristophanes. ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.. New York. 1938.
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