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80 I. DAL. 13.

Boldog vagy te, czifra madar!

I envied, joyous bird!

Singing love-songs in the dell

To thy mate: each note I heard

Seem'd with joy and truth to swell.

I have also songs, which sweetly

Tell the tale of love—yet fall

Unobserved, however meetly

Answering beauty's fancied call.

Happy bird! that singst love's joy—

I, its sorrows, its annoy—

Would I had th' alternative,

For thy song my soul to give!