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Briefly describe the bird in the cage. in the poem my bird sings |
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Answer» The poem's here-Your pretty bird in a gilded cageFlutters its SORROWFUL wingsBut there's never a cage-bird yet could singAs my bird sings.He's little and BROWN and wild and shy,But free to build and thriveYour poor bit THING behind its barsIs only half alive!My bird sings out with a true wood-noteYour pipes of sorrowful THINGS,And never ,now,may he learn the songThat my bird sings.Never,now,may he wheel and soarWith the SUNSHINE on his wings,O,a bird in a cage is a crippled thingBut my bird sings!For mine is every bird that fliesOn free,wild wings:And there's never a cage-bird yet could singAs my bird sings. Hope it helps |
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