Of all the birds that I have heard, The nightingale doth bear the bell, Whose pretty, fine, sweet, pleasing tunes All other birds doth far excel. But if such voices were not dear, I would my mistress sung so clear.
Of all the birds that I have heard, The nightingale doth bear the bell, Whose pretty, fine, sweet, pleasing tunes All other birds doth far excel. But if such voices were not dear, I would my mistress sung so clear.