o UPLAND. 



instead of the true Caper ; the report of its 

 giving a colour to butter is certainly false. 

 The lark was my companion all the way, 

 flying before me quivering in the air. 



Eccesuum tirile, tirile, suum tirile tractat*. 



The weather was warm and serene. 

 Now and then a refreshing breeze sprang 

 up from the west, and a rising cloud was 

 observable in that quarter. 



Okstad (more properly Högsta) is a mile 

 and a quarter from Upsal. Here the forests 

 began to thicken. The charming lark, 

 which had till now attended my steps, here 

 left me ; but another bird welcomed my ap- 

 proach to the forest, the Red-wing, or Tiir- 

 dtis iliacus, whose amorous warblings from 

 the tops of the Spruce Fir were no less de- 

 lightful. Its lofty and varied notes rival 

 those of the Nightingale herself. 



* " The lark that tinra-lirra chaunts." 



Shakspear's Winter's Tale. 



