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Identifier: chocoruastenants00boll (find matches)
Title: Chocorua's tenants
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Bolles, Frank, 1856-1894
Subjects: Birds in literature. (from old catalog)
Publisher: Boston and New York, Houghton and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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greets the morning,Safely swing the tiny hammocks,And the gayly clad Parulas,Flying through the dripping forests,Sing aloud their joyous message, Nest we where no owl can find us,Nest we where no hawk can see us,Nest we where no jay can rob us,Nest we where no feet can reach us. But the prophets still will murmur,Day and night, until the winter,Night and day, until the summer,On the folly of the warblers,On the dangers of the swampland. THE RED-POLL LINNET OLLOWING the law of ages,Law whose reason time halfburies, — Southward have the sparrows fluttered,Southward have the finches hastened,Southward have the juncos journeyed,Southward, far beyond Monadnock.They have seen the snow descending,They have heard the ice king toiling,They have listened to their eldersSaying — Flee before the winter. Ah, how silent are the forests ! Ah, how desolate Chocorua ! Listening ear can hear no music, Yearning eye can see no color. Hush — what sound was that from heaven Sweet as chorus hymeneal ?
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o The Red-Poll Linnet 49 See — what falls from cloudlands spacesLight of wing and warm of tinting ?See, a host with song descending,See, the snow with warm life dappled. In the birches, on the grassesStiffly rising through the snow crust,On the slope of yonder sand-bankWhere the snow has slipped: and wasted,Rest a flock of trustful strangers,Lisping words of gentle greeting,Rest and find the suns rays warming,Rest and find their food abundant,Resting, sing of weary journeysFrom a Northland cold and distant. They can tell of Athabasca, Of the land of Manitoba, Of Mistassinnie, the wood lake, Of the Saguenays swift water ; They can tell of boundless forests, Rivers where the salmon plunges, Lakes where wild geese dwell untroubled, 50 The Red-Poll Linnet Heights where robber eagles linger,Vales where caribou are feeding,Glens in which at hour of eveningRises wild disturbing clamorFrom the lucivee, the wood fiend. Rose-touched are their brows, with tints likeLights upon a winters snow-f

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