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ARBOR DA V MANUAL. 
A FLOCK OF BIRDS. 
FOR A CLASS OF LITTLE ONES. 
( The pupils who recite should wear appropriate colors.) 
First Pupil : 
I AM a bluebird ; on branches bare 
I love to sway like a blossom fair, 
And sing to people tired of snow 
The prettiest songs of spring-time I know. 
Second Pupil: 
I am a robin “To wortle, tu whit! ” 
Do I mind the cold weather? no not a bit. 
Gayly I’ll carol and loudly shout 
Till I coax the leaves and the blossoms out. 
Third Pupil (yellow bird) : 
My color is like the buttercups; 
I love to dance where the wild bee sups, 
I know I’ve not much of a voice to sing 
But I carry a sunbeam on either wing. 
Fourth Pupil: 
I’m a jolly old crow, I’d have you know, 
I’ve sung ever since I was born; 
And as for farming, I can beat 
The smartest at hoeing the corn ; 
You don’t think much of my music ? 
That’s as much as some people know. 
What sound is there in this noisy world 
So sweet as the song of a crow ? 
Fifth Pupil : 
I’m the oriole ; see how gaily I’m dressed. 
For me the blossoming orchard is best. 
Oh May is sweet, and I am sweet, 
And the apple blossoms here at my feet. 
Sixth Pupil : 
I’m brisk little Robert of Lincoln ! 
My heart is so full and so gay 
That I sing as fast as ever I can, 
In the meadow-lands, all day. 
I love the tall lithe grasses 
And the daisies,— the dear little things 
