Question

What is the obituary of the nightingale in the poem the frog and the nightingale? With the image of it.

Answer 1

 

                                                 OBITUARY

May The Kind Soul Of The Melodious Nightingale Always Warble Happily In God’s Heaven!

Nightingale 23, of Bingle Bog, passed away, Monday, March 22, 2017, at Bingle Bog Concert Hall. A celebration of life service will be held at 11:00 am, Wednesday, March 21 at St. Peter's Church, Bingle Bog. Reverend Martin Collins will be officiating. Burial will follow at Lake View Cemetery in Bingle Bog. Friends may call from 4:00 until 8:00 p.m., Tuesday at the funeral home. Memorials may be made to the Bingle Bog Society for Artists.

 The Nightingale was born January 15, 1994 in Fairy Avenue. She graduated from Singers Academy, Sanata Maria in April 2014. She was a prolific, prodigy and renowned singer who rose to success. She was innocent, straightforward, and quite amenable personality. Singing was her passion and breathed her last while singing.  She is survived by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Nightingale.

Life Is Forever, Death Is A Dream

Death is a sleep after which we wake

 To life eternal and forever break

The bonds of flesh and bone,

 Mundane mortality are forever gone;

 The eternal life of light we live in God,

 Whose love becomes our eternal abode!

                                                     Pall Bearers
                                  Mrs. & Mr. Nightingale, The Frog

Answer 2

May the kind soul rest in peace in the paradise above. Special lady of a sweet throat and a resonant voice, she had given her entire life to music and singing from sunset to first light for the insignificant delight of her group of onlookers. She was exceptionally straightforward, honest and kind. I genuinely have never heard a voice so musical, in any case, too bad! her foolish company left her no place, she needed common shrewdness that kept her from seeing the frog's detestable outlines and gave him a possibility of ransacking her inventiveness from her voice and euphoria from her heart. Not considering her own particular solaces she practiced day and night keeping in mind the end goal to satisfy her group of observers. I'm sad that we will be deprived of her delightful voice.

I pray that wherever she in now she stays Happy.