208 TREATISE ON 



Beside a little straw-built shed, 

 An ancient garden sloping lay, 

 To meet the sun from Ocean's bed, 

 And catch his last departing ray ! 

 Within that garden's sunny bound. 

 The sweet birds chaunted morn and eve. 

 And there the cottage children found 

 A fabric such as elfins weave. 

 It was a curious mossy cell. 

 Woven with tvi-igs, and grass, and hair, 

 And, 'mid the moss six nestlings dwell 

 Concealed by apple-blossoms fair. 

 " 'Tis Bully's nest !'^' Bethia said, 

 " His head of glossy jet I spy, 

 His downy breast of softest red; 

 Poor bird ! I hear his whooping cry." 



Anonymoui^ 



THE BULLFINCH, 



RED-HOOP, ALP, OR NOPE. 



LOXIA PYRRHULA; LINN^US. LE BOUVREUIL 



BUFFON. 



This species of grossbcak is a very beautiful 

 and docile bird. Its natural song is not powerful. 



