A writer tells of a little bird which would not learn to sing
the song its master would have it sing while its cage was full
of light. It listened and learned a snatch of this, a trill of
that, a polyglot of all the songs of the grove, but never a
separate and entire melody of its own. Then the master covered
its cage and made it dark; and then it listened and listened
to the one song it was to sing, and tried, and tried, and tried
again, until at last its heart was full of it. Then, when it had
caught the melody, the cage was uncovered, and it sang the song
sweetly ever after in the light. (Text.)
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=Solving Worry=--See CONTENTMENT.
=Son Conquered=--See WORSHIPER, A MOTHER.
=Song=--See PRAISE.