PLEASURES OF 0R:N^ITH0L0GY. H 



Delighted sings to cheer her lonely hours — 

 Who broods, or watches o'er her infant throng. 



Or, if in garish day YE more delight, 

 Go seek the meadow where the bee wild roves, 

 And flowers of many hues aroma shed ; 

 There shall the Lark (*) rise from his humble nest, 

 And soaring greet, with many a sprightly strain. 

 The noontide; still his peans to the day. 

 Ascending out of human sight, he sings 

 Well pleas'd. 



But if the morning be your choice, 

 Seek YE the morningtide for Songs of Birds, — 

 The early morn, soon as the sun ascends 

 His radiant chariot, — who may count the notes 

 Heard in the spring-time from the warbler throng ? 



Lo ! how the Merulids rejoice ! The Thrush (*) 

 Beneath a shady bower, with ivy twin'd, 

 Amidst the elm sings cheerily ; the while 

 Upon her nest, within of stucco wrought. 

 Or ligneous plaster, of a bufFy hue, 

 With eggs black spotted and cerulean ground, 

 Listens his speckled dame, whO; light of heart, 



(9 Plaudit arvensis^ or Sky-/-ark — (^) Turdus musicns. 



