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The land is full of happy birds
And flocks of sheep and grazing herds.
I hear the songs of larks that fly
Above me in the breezy sky.
I hear the little lambkins bleat;
My honey-scent is rich and sweet.
Beneath the sun I dance and play
In April and in merry May.
The grass is green as green can be;
The children shout at sight of me.