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A LITTLE bird flew my window by, / 'Twixt the level street and the level sky, / The level rows of houses tall, / The long low sun on the level wall / And all that the little bird did say / Was, "Over the hills and far away."
A little bird sang behind my chair, / From the level line of corn-fields fair, / The smooth green hedgerow's level bound / Not a furlong off -- the horizon's bound, / And the level lawn where the sun all day / Burns: -- "Over the hills and far away."
A little bird sings above my bed, / And I know if I could but lift my head / I would see the sun set, round and grand, / Upon level sea and level sand, / While beyond the misty distance gray / Is "Over the hills and far away."
I think that a little bird will sing / Over a grassy mound, next spring, / Where something that once was _me_, ye'll leave / In the level sunshine, morn and eve: / But I shall be gone, past night, past day, / Over the hills and far away.