Lilt O' the Birds
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Now and then his head He sidewise turns, as if he would invite The wonderment of every one in sight. Now hear him warble, as he deftly flits From bough to bough, by wayward fancy led.
Now hear that liquid, tender, golden note ; He calls his mate, a hidden place to show Where gnarled branches form a perfect goal To swing their nest, secure from wanton foe ; Secure from rain and mid-day's torrid glow. There they will rear their brood, while from his throat Will swell the song of matchless oriole....
[7] / THE SONG OF THE BOBOLINK / When the clover field is crimson and the daisies, like the snow, O'er the pasture weave their mantle, pure and white; When the fragrant apple blossoms to the breeze their perfume throw, And the heart of nature's throbbing with delight ; Then the bobolink, returning from his warmer southern home.
Comes again to meet the friends who've missed him long; Comes again to spread his pinions 'neath the northern azure dome, Comes again to greet us with his matchless song: Bobolincon, bobolincon, ling, lang, ling; Bobolincon, bobolincon, cling, clang, cling; Oh, listen to his singing, to the jubilating ringing Of the melody he's flinging to the breezes, on the wing!
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Now and then his head He sidewise turns, as if he would invite The wonderment of every one in sight. Now hear him warble, as he deftly flits From bough to bough, by wayward fancy led.
Now hear that liquid, tender, golden note ; He calls his mate, a hidden place to show Where gnarled branches form a perfect goal To swing their nest, secure from wanton foe ; Secure from rain and mid-day's torrid glow. There they will rear their brood, while from his throat Will swell the song of matchless oriole....
[7] / THE SONG OF THE BOBOLINK / When the clover field is crimson and the daisies, like the snow, O'er the pasture weave their mantle, pure and white; When the fragrant apple blossoms to the breeze their perfume throw, And the heart of nature's throbbing with delight ; Then the bobolink, returning from his warmer southern home.
Comes again to meet the friends who've missed him long; Comes again to spread his pinions 'neath the northern azure dome, Comes again to greet us with his matchless song: Bobolincon, bobolincon, ling, lang, ling; Bobolincon, bobolincon, cling, clang, cling; Oh, listen to his singing, to the jubilating ringing Of the melody he's flinging to the breezes, on the wing!
What to read after Lilt O' the Birds?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Emile Pickhardt to read onlineMoreLess
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