The Lord’s Sunday

Tree TopBirds NestTree Bottom

Lorde

~

Spring

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Birds’ love and birds’ song

Flying here and there,

Birds’ song and birds’ love

And you with gold for hair!

Birds’ song and birds’ love

Passing with the weather,

Men’s song and men’s love,

To love once and forever.

Men’s love and birds’ love,

And women’s love and men’s!

And you my wren with a crown of gold,

You my queen of the wrens!

You the queen of the wrens —

We’ll be birds of a feather,

I’ll be King of the Queen of the wrens,

And all in a nest together.

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