A year with the birds (1917) (14563308480)
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Identifier: cu31924022541563 (find matches)
Title: A year with the birds
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Ball, Alice Eliza, 1867- Horsfall, R. Bruce (Robert Bruce), 1869-1948
Subjects: Birds Birds
Publisher: New York : Gibbs & Van Vleck
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN
Text Appearing Before Image:
J: GOLDFINCH The Goldfinch Sometimes goldfinches one by one will dropFrom low-hung branches; little space they stopAnd sip and twitter, and their feathers sleek,Then off at once, as in a wanton freak;Or perhaps to show their black and golden wings,Pausing upon their yellow flutterings. Keats 149 The Yellow Warbler 0, che-che-che-che-che-a-wee ? In treetops winging rapidly, The Summer Yellow-Bird youll see. He wears no tiny cap of black; His wings and tail are green. Hes back In blossom-time when insects breed; He cannot live on hardy seed Like merry Goldfinch. Shy is he; And sweetly from the apple-tree, Sings: Che - che - che - che - che - a-wee? A. E. B. 160
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YELLOW WARBLER 0 joy of life, 0 joy of love! When cloudless skies are blue above, In starry spring! When happy warblers on the v^ing Do mating build their nests and sing. 0 joy of life! Stuart Sterne 151 The Maryland Yellow-Throat A host of warblers northward come in May,And linger with us only one brief day;You, Yellow-throated Warbler, love to stay. We glimpse your dainty coat of olive green.Your breast and throat of shimmering yellow sheenAnd mask of black, where ferns and bushes lean Oer sparkling streamlets, rimmed with many a reed.And hung with brilliant golden jewel-weed.Midst feathery spikes of meadow-sweet you speed. Your brooding mate rocks gently to and fro.And listens, while the summer breezes blow.To your glad Witch-i-tee-o! Witch-i-tee-o! A. E. B. 152