William Horsley
 (1774 - 1858)

What sing the sweet birds?
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Published in Horsley's second collection of glees, etc. London 1802.
Lyrics: William Browne

What sing the sweet birds in each grove?
Nought but love.
What sound our echoes day and night?
All delight.
What doth each wind breathe us that fleets?
Endless sweets.
Is there a place on earth this isle excels?
Or any nymphs more happy live than we?
When all our songs, our sounds, and breathings be,
That here all love, delight, and sweetness dwells.