Song: The Robin.

A poem by Samuel Griswold Goodrich

At misty dawn,
At rosy morn,
The Redbreast sings alone:
At twilight dim,
Still, still, his hymn
Hath a sad, and sorrowing tone.

Another day, his song is gay,
For a listening bird is near
O ye who sorrow, come borrow, borrow,
A lesson of robin here!