THE WHEAT-EAR. 



" We watched one fair cloud sail 

 For some Atlantic haven ; the gay fir 

 Looked through the mist below like gossamer. 

 The wheat-ears ran or glided through the grass 

 And o'er the stones." 



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THE WHEAT-EAR. 



Formerly these birds were caught in great numbers on 

 their migration, from the end of July usually on St. James's 

 Day, 2Oth July to the middle of September, and esteemed 



