THE LANGUAGE OF BIRDS. 
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have, indeed, sometimes seen a solitary individual 
on the 28th and 30th of that month, and sometimes 
even in October ; but these cases are rare. About 
the beginning of November, they pass the southern 
boundary of the United States into Florida/' 
Perhaps I have made my extract too lengthy, but 
every line appearing to me full of pleasing informa- 
tion, from one so capable of judging correctly, 
my readers will doubtless be more pleased than 
otherwise. 
In the vast, and the minute, we see 
The unambiguous footsteps of the God 
Who gives its lustre to an insect^s wing. 
And wheels his throne upon the rolling world. 
THE HUMMING-BIRD. 
High, on her brow sublime, is borne 
One scarlet woodbine's tremulous horn ; 
A gaudy bee-bird's triple plume 
Sheds on her neck its waving gloom ; 
With silvery gossamer entwined. 
Stream the luxuriant locks behind ; 
