I think you forgot to add some details in this question but based on my research, the correct answer would be:
"At once a voice arose among The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom."
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