68 THE WILLOW-WREN. 



There, rocked by the wave of the Zephyr's wings, 

 Amid the green branches it lightly swings ; 

 And a few clustering leaves of the forest-tree, 

 Will serve to shelter thy cradle and thee ; 

 Concealing thee safely from every eye, 

 Until danger and fear have pass'd thee by. 



ORDER PASSERES. 



Willow- Wren. 



Motacilla Trochilus. 



THIS is a very delicately formed, and beautiful 

 little bird, not so small as the golden-crested 

 wren, but still of fairy dimensions. Its move- 

 ments are graceful and rapid ; and it is in search 

 of its insect prey, that, like the golden-crested 

 wren, it exhibits the greatest agility. It fre- 

 quents hedges and shrubberies. Should you have 

 the good fortune to possess a retired garden, sur- 

 rounded by fields and woods, you have a still 

 better chance of seeing these fairy birds in your 

 domains ; and may amuse yourselves, as we have 

 often done, with watching them as they glide 

 swiftly about from tree to tree, and from flower 

 to flower. A very pretty sight it is, to see them 

 running rapidly up the trunks of the trees, and 

 the stems of the smaller plants, in search of 



