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THE FEATHERED TRlliRS. 



As in your unwearyiiif;: rourso yc fly 

 Beneath tlio clear and \incIouded skj- ; 

 Oil ! may we, without delay, like you, 

 The path of dnty and right pursue. 



Sweet Bii'ds that breathe the .spirit of song, 

 And surround Heaven's gate in melodious throng, 

 AVho rise with the earliest beams of day, 

 Your morning tribute of thanks to pay ; 

 You remind us that we should likewise raise 

 The voiee of devotion and song of praise ; 

 There's something about ycju that points on high, 

 Ye beautiful tenants of earth and sk^- !'' 



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