Birds Illustrated by Color Photography – Revisited
Vol 1. March, 1897 No. 3
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“When Nature had made all her birds,
And had no cares to think on,
She gave a rippling laugh,
And out there flew a Bobolinkon.”
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“However the world goes ill,
The Thrushes still sing in it.”
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“Come, summer visitant, attach
To my reedroof thy nest of clay,
And let my ear thy music catch,
Low twitting underneath the thatch,
At the gray dawn of day.”
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