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My heart is like a little bird / That sits and sings for very gladness. / Sorrow is some forgotten word, / And so, except in rhyme, is sadness.
The world is very fair to me -- / Such azure skies, such golden weather, / I'm like a long caged bird set free, / My heart is lighter than a feather.
I rise rejoicing in my life; / I live with love for God and neighbor; / My days flow on unmarred by strife, / And sweetened by my pleasant labor.
Oh youth! oh spring! oh happy days, / Ye are so passing sweet, and tender, / And while the fleeting season stays, / I'll revel care-free, in its splendor.