Armenian Legends and Poems  at sacred-texts.com
THE PARROT'S SONG
WITH nuts and sweets and dainty fare,
My lady feeds me oft.
She decks my cage with tender care,
And hands so white and soft.
But not a moment's joy can give
This pampering care to me,
Since as a prisoner here I live,
In gilded misery.
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