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OUR HOME BIRDS. 
1 Thou happy, happy humming-bird ! 
No winter round thee lowers, 
Thou never saw’st a leafless tree, 
Nor land without sweet flowers ! 
1 A reign of summer joyfulness 
To thee for life is given : 
Thy food, the honey in the flower, 
Thy drink, the dew from heaven/ ” 
