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Attentive student of the songs of birds,     No beakèd beast hath e'er more sweetly trill'd A pair of notes or call'd in major thirds     Or minor with musicality more skill'd. Adaptive linguist, practic'd in the tongue       Of wingèd feather'd creatures, thou hast writ Into "The Birdsong Songbook" songs unsung     By birds which yet harmoniously fit. And though the book began in higher throats     Diversely tun'd by Nature's artful hand Ere measur'd were the times and tones of notes,     (Which often rest them now upon a stand), Its finest lines (o'er which I now do rave) Witness thy penmanship on every stave. ^ ^
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
To Antonio Vivaldi
Attentive student of the songs of birds,     No beakèd beast hath e'er more sweetly trill'd A pair of notes or call'd in major thirds     Or minor with musicality more skill'd. Adaptive linguist, practic'd in the tongue       Of wingèd feather'd creatures, thou hast writ Into "The Birdsong Songbook" songs unsung     By birds which yet harmoniously fit. And though the book began in higher throats     Diversely tun'd by Nature's artful hand Ere measur'd were the times and tones of notes,     (Which often rest them now upon a stand), Its finest lines (o'er which I now do rave) Witness thy penmanship on every stave. ^ ^
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
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