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Rh  What time the moonbeams brightly glanced On yonder flowery mead, How oft we sat and heard entranced The BLUE GOD'S distant reed, sweet bird! The BLUE GOD'S distant reed!

When Phalgoon showered her beauties bright, And bloomed both hearts and flowers, How joyous then we past the night In Jumna's blessed bowers, sweet bird! In Jumna's blessed bowers!

But past and gone are those sweet days, And all our joys are o'er; Thy songs but sad remembrance raise, Oh! sing thy lays no more, sweet bird! Oh! sing thy lays no more!

 

