My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird Lyrics

My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird lyrics

My heart is like a singing bird

 Whose nest is in a watered shoot;

My heart is like an apple tree

 Whose boughs are bent with thickset
fruit;

 My heart is like a rainbow shell

 That paddles in a purple
sea;

 My heart is gladder than all these

 Because my love is come
to me.



 Raise me a dais of [silk and down]1;

 Hang it with
vair and purple dyes;

 Carve it in doves and pomegranates,

 And
peacocks with a hundred eyes;

 Work it in gold and silver grapes,

In leaves and silver fleur-de-lys;

 Because the birthday of my life

 Is come, my love, is come to me.