Thou sing'st alone, sitting by night,
Te whit! Te whoo! Te whit! To whit!
Thy note that forth so freely rolls
With shrill command the mouse controls;
And sings a dirge for dying souls—
Te whit! Te whoo! Te whit! To whit!
Thomas Vautor
108
Thou sing'st alone, sitting by night,
Te whit! Te whoo! Te whit! To whit!
Thy note that forth so freely rolls
With shrill command the mouse controls;
And sings a dirge for dying souls—
Te whit! Te whoo! Te whit! To whit!
Thomas Vautor
108