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When April bends above me / And finds me fast asleep, / Dust need not keep the secret / A live heart died to keep.
When April tells the thrushes, / The meadow-larks will know, / And pipe the three words lightly / To all the winds that blow.
Above his roof the swallows, / In notes like far-blown rain, / Will tell the little sparrow / Beside his window-pane.
O sparrow, little sparrow, / When I am fast asleep, / Then tell my love the secret / That I have died to keep.