A Book on Birds 



The Phoebes say ^^good-bye!^^ But the 

 Larks call, ' ^ come again ! ' ' And as we count 

 the latter especially close friends we whistle 

 back to these, only, a promise that we will. 



Yet, to be exact, we do not really accept 

 the invitation on their account alone but 

 for all the other charms of this almost 

 forgotten country road, so near the noise 

 and bustle of the world, and yet so removed 

 and secluded. 



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