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A moment too late, my beautiful bird, —

A moment too late are you now,

The wind has your soft, downy nest disturbed, —

The nest that you hung on the bough.

A moment too late, – that string in your bill

Would have fastened it firmly and strong;

But see, there it goes rolling over the hill!

Oh! you tarried a moment too long.