Fly, singing bird, fly
From the wood where lies shelter'd thy nest
From the tree whence thou pourest thy song
Fly away, far away to the west
Tell my love that I wait
Ah! too long and lonely, I wait and sigh

Fly, singing bird, fly
O'er the blossoming meadows, where grow
Yellow cowslips and daffodils pale
Say I wait where anemones blow
Weary wait, till with waiting
I fail, and failing, I sigh

Fly, singing bird, fly
Leave thy nest 'midst the wood, lone, unsought
Leave the cradling boughs, spread thy wing
And swift as my following thought
Onward speed, and swift flying, still sing
Come, or I die!