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HENRY W. LONGFELLOW.
TO THE CUCKOO.
Sweet bird! Thy bower is ever green,
Thy sky is ever clear;
Thou hast no sorrow in thy song,
No winter in thy year.
O could I fly, I'd fly with thee!
We'd make on joyful wing
Our annual visit o'er the globe,
Companions of the Spring.
JOHN LOGAN.
OUR FRIENDS THE BIRDS.
We have few better friends than the birds. They spend their lives
working for us. Without them our crops would be destroyed by insects and
mice. Soon no green thing would be left, and the earth would no longer
be habitable.
Birds do all this without being asked. If we treat them kindly and try
to make friends with them, we shall find that in addition to the good
they do in protecting our fields and gardens, they may also bring us a
great deal of pleasure.
Birds are the most beautiful of creatures. Their plumage is often
brilliant and always pleasing. Their motions are so graceful it is a
delight to watch them. Their voices are so sweet that they charm every
one who loves the fields and woods.
It is very interesting to study the habits of birds. They make journeys
thousands of miles in length and return to the same home each year.
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