WAS IT AN ANGEL'S SONG?
By Harriet Childe Pemberton, Petersen's Magazine, January, 1883, p.49
I know not why, but I could not sleep,
And I watched for the dawn to break.
And I saw the sunlight slowly creep,
And I heard the birds awake.
And one, oh! It sang such a wondrous song,
It never was born below.
A sweet, sweet song, that was never too long,
And such as the angels know.
Oh! sleep is well for a heart forlorn,
For the peace and the rest 'twill bring
But 'tis better, sometimes, to wake at the morn,
And hear what the angels sing.
An 1889 article on American birds:
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