Never more in the morning light,
Never more in the sunshine bright,
Trilling his song in gay delight.
And I'm thinking, every summer day,
How never, never, I can repay
The little life that I took away.
—Sydney Dayre, in The Youth's Companion.
Never more in the morning light,
Never more in the sunshine bright,
Trilling his song in gay delight.
And I'm thinking, every summer day,
How never, never, I can repay
The little life that I took away.
—Sydney Dayre, in The Youth's Companion.