Ambition, and Other Poems/This Bantam Star

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This Bantam Star
Is this the Blackbird's richest song—
 Is this his greatest hour?
And still the Bee stands on his head
 To suck his sweetest flower;
While I, a poet with my pen,
Make music only known to men.

How merrily this bantam world
 Can clap his wings and crow!
Is there a merrier world than this?
 'No,' says the Blackbird—'No!
No other worlds, though bigger far,
Can match this little bantam star!'

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