**The Bulbul and the Pigeon**
The bulbul sings in the forest glade,
And the pigeon coos in the cote;
But the sweetest song I ever heard
Was the song of my own true love.
She is like the bulbul, so sweet and gay,
And her voice is like the song he sings;
And she is like the pigeon, so gentle and true,
And her heart is like the cote where he clings.
The bulbul sings in the forest glade,
And the pigeon coos in the cote;
But the sweetest song I ever heard
Was the song of my own true love.
She is my bulbul, and I am her pigeon;
And we shall live together in the cote of love,
And sing our songs of joy and gladness
To the end of our days.
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