A Year with the Birds

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Educational Publishing Company, 1890 - 317 pages

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Page 43 - Every one's a funny fellow; every one's a little mellow; Follow, follow, follow, follow, o'er the hill and in the hollow! Merrily, merrily, there they hie; now they rise and now they fly; They cross and turn, and in and out, and down in the middle and wheel about, — With a "Phew, shew, Wadolincon! listen to me, Bobolincon ! — Happy's the wooing that's speedily doing, that's speedily doing, That's merry and over with the bloom of the clover!
Page 43 - Phew, shew, Wadolincon, see, see, Bobolincon, Down among the tickletops, hiding in the buttercups ! I know the saucy chap, I see his shining cap Bobbing in the clover there, — see, see, see !" Up flies Bobolincon, perching on an apple-tree, Startled by his rival's song, quickened by his raillery. Soon he spies the rogue afloat...
Page 129 - Drop it, drop it, — cover it up, cover it up, — pull it up, pull it up, pull it up." But this was not corn, and so it was safe from such enemies as he. You may wonder what his rigmarole, his amateur Paganini performances on one string or on twenty, have to do with your planting, and yet prefer it to leached ashes or plaster. It was a cheap...
Page 40 - His style of preaching is not declamation. Though constantly talking, he takes the part of a deliberative orator, who explains his subject in a few words and then makes a pause for his hearers to reflect upon it. We might suppose him to be repeating moderately, with a pause between each sentence, - You see it — you know it — do you hear me?— do you believe it?' All these strains are delivered with a rising inflection at the close, and with a pause, as if waiting for an answer.
Page 213 - Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Page 206 - Hark ! from the next green tree tny song commences: Music and discord join to mock the senses, Repeated from the tree-tops and the fences, From hill and hollow. A hundred voices mingle with thy clamor; Bird, beast, and reptile take part in thy drama; « Outspeak they all in turn without a stammer, — Brisk Polyglot! Voices of Killdeer, Plover, Duck, and Dotterel; Notes bubbling, hissing, mellow, sharp, and guttural ; Of Cat-Bird, Cat, or Cart- Wheel, thou canst utter all, And all-untaught.
Page 211 - it is stated, that " a cautious observer, having found a nest of five young jays, remarked, that each of these birds, while yet very young, consumed at least fifteen of these full-sized grubs in one day, and of course would require many more of a smaller size.
Page 64 - But the notes of the Robin are all melodious, all delightful, loud without vociferation, mellow without monotony, fervent without ecstasy, and combining more of sweetness of tone, plaintiveness, cheerfulness, and propriety of utterance than the notes of any other bird. The Robin is the Philomel of morning twilight in New England and in all the northeastern States of this continent. If his sweet notes were wanting, the mornings would be like a landscape without the rose, or a summerevening sky without...
Page 43 - Winterseeble, Conquedle, — A livelier set was never led by tabor, pipe, or fiddle, — Crying, " Phew, shew, Wadolincon, see, see, Bobolincon, Down among the tickletops, hiding in the buttercups ! I know the saucy chap, I see his shining cap Bobbing in the clover there — see, see, see...
Page 255 - the sad and wolfish call of the solitary Loon, which, like a dismal echo, seems slowly to invade the ear, and, rising as it proceeds, dies away in the air.

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