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Gray Lady and the Birds: Stories of the Bird Year for Home and School
Mabel Osgood Wright
Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1914
Gray Lady and the Birds: Stories of the Bird Year, for Home and School ...
Mabel Osgood Wright
Դիտել հնարավոր չէ - 2015
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Էջ 227 - 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!
Էջ 31 - Whose blushes mock the crimson of thy breast, Thou wilt not stay ? The summer days were long, yet all too brief The happy season thou hast been our guest : Whither away ? Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away ? The blast is chill, yet in the upper sky Thou still canst find the color of thy wing, The hue of May. Warbler, why speed thy southern flight ? ah, why, Thou too, whose song first told us of the spring ? Whither away ? Whither away, Swallow, Whither away ? Canst thou no longer tarry in the north,...
Էջ 222 - Scud black and swift across the sky ; Like silent ghosts in misty shrouds Stand out the white light-houses high. Almost as far as eye can reach I see the close-reefed vessels fly, As fast we flit along the beach, — One little sandpiper and I. I watch him as he skims along Uttering his sweet and mournful cry. He starts not at my fitful song, Or flash of fluttering drapery. He has no thought of any wrong ; He scans me with a fearless eye. Stanch friends are we, well tried and strong, The little sandpiper...
Էջ 222 - I do not fear for thee, though wroth The tempest rushes through the sky: For are we not God's children both, Thou, little sandpiper, and I?
Էջ 222 - The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, — One little Sandpiper and I.
Էջ 325 - Of many colors, smart and gay; His suit is Quaker brown and gray, With darker patches at his throat. And yet of all the well-dressed throng Not one can sing so brave a song. It makes the pride of looks appear A vain and foolish thing, to hear His "Sweet — sweet — sweet — very merry cheer.
Էջ 364 - It comes from childhood land, Where summer days are long And summer eves are bland, — A lulling good-night song. Upon a pasture stone, Against the fading west, A small bird sings alone, Then dives and finds its nest. The evening star has heard, And flutters into sight, O childhood's vesper-bird, My heart calls back, Good-Night.
Էջ 301 - T was coming fast to such anointing, When piped a tiny voice hard by, Gay and polite, a cheerful cry, Chic-chicadeedee I saucy note Out of sound heart and merry throat, As if it said, ' Good day, good sir ! Fine afternoon, old passenger ! Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces.
Էջ 227 - 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...
Էջ 173 - ... is almost exclusively insectivorous except when insect food is difficult to obtain. In localities where grasshoppers and crickets are abundant these hawks congregate, often in moderate-sized flocks, and gorge themselves continuously. Rarely do they touch any other form of food until, either by the advancing season or other natural causes, the grasshopper crop is so lessened that their hunger can not be appeased without undue exertion.