High up in the pine-tree The little Turtle-dove Made a little nursery, To please her lady love. She was gentle, she was soft, And her large, dark eye Often turned to her mate, Who was sitting close by.

"Coo," said the Turtle-dove, "Coo," said she; "I love thee," said the Turtle-dove. "And I love thee." In the shady branches Of the dark pine-tree, Happy were the Doves In their nursery!

The young Turtle-doves Never quarrelled in the nest: They dearly loved each other, Though they loved their mother best. "Coo," said the little Doves, "Coo," said she. So they cooed together kindly In the dark pine-tree.

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