Here are the words from the 1867 book which Jim Dixon (bless him) linked above.
Thou, poor bird, mourn'st the tree where lately thou didst warble in thy wand'rings free.
I made a MIDI and modernized the words to
Ah, poor bird, mourn the tree where lately you did warble in your wand'ring free. ======================== Ever since my sis-in-law, a teacher of English as a second language, pointed out to me that English speakers cheerfully pile up consonants which other people may find impossible, I have looked for such clusters.