318 An English Sparrow [SECOND WEEK 



From dawn until daylight grows dim, 



Perpetual chatter and scold. 

 No winter migration for him, 



Not even afraid of the cold! 



Scarce a song-bird he fails to molest, 



Belligerent, meddlesome thing! 

 Wherever he goes as a guest 



He is sure to remain as a King. 



MARY ISABELLA FORSYTH. 



