earl albert's bird.
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EARL ALBERT'S BIRD.
a scotch song.
A gowden cage Earl Albert had,
A peerless bird he kept within it;
A bird o' beauty rare and glad,
But 'twas na robin, finch, or linnet.
A peerless bird he kept within it;
A bird o' beauty rare and glad,
But 'twas na robin, finch, or linnet.
Earl Albert hung his cage wi' flowers,
Wi' gems and silken gauds he deck'd it,
And siller locks upon the doors—
"'Twould fly," said he, "I maun protect it!"
Wi' gems and silken gauds he deck'd it,
And siller locks upon the doors—
"'Twould fly," said he, "I maun protect it!"
Earl Albert thought his bird was tame,
Because its sang was saft an' tender,—
And Luti was its winsome name,
And it was robed wi' jewell'd splendor.
Because its sang was saft an' tender,—
And Luti was its winsome name,
And it was robed wi' jewell'd splendor.
