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There was corn— wheat, oats, barley, for many a Fowl; 

 There was grass for the Goose, and a mouse for the 



Owl. 

 There were pease for the Rook, as an elegant treat; 

 For the Crow there was carrion, he glories to eat. 

 The Bulfinch's feast was some buds from theplum 5 

 That, torn fresh from the tree, made the gardener 



look glum. 

 For Pheasants and Nightingales, ants' eggs were 



found ; 

 Andres for the Swallows in numbers abound. 

 For the Sea-gull was many a cock-chafer grub ; 

 Many Warblers pick'd worms from the tree or the 



shrub ; 

 The Sea-birds directed attention to fish; 

 The Duck partook almost of every dish. 

 For the Swan were some water-plants pluck'd from 



the pond ; 

 Offish the King-fishers evinc'd they were fond. 

 The Divers, Grebes, Guillemots, Water-Rails, 



too, 

 On the dishes of fish all instinctively flew. 

 For the Goldfinch was groundsel, a delicate bit ; 

 There was sunflower-seed for the saucy Tomtit. 

 For the Crane was an eel; for the Thrush was a 



snail; 

 And barley for Partridge, for Pigeon, and Quail, 

 For the Cuckoo, an earthworm — his greatest delight; 

 Some Hawks, of fowl, flesh, or fish, seiz'd what they 



might ; 



