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theless, Bechstein gives ns an imitation so ingenious and 
passable that we give it at length :— 
“ Tiuu tiuu tiuu tiuu, 
Spe tiu squa, 
Ti5, tio tio tio tio tio tio tio tix, 
Qutio qutio qutio qutio, 
Zquo zquo zquo zquo, 
Tzii tzii tzu tzii tzii tzii tzii tzii tzii tzi, 
Quorror tin squa pipiquisi, 
Zozozozozozozozozozozozo zirrhading! 
Tsisisi tsisisisisisisij 
Zorre zorre zorre zorre hi; 
Zatn zatn zatn zatn zatn zatn zatn zatn zi, 
Dio dlo dlo dlo dlo dlo dlo dlo dlo dlo, 
Quio tr rrrrrrr itz 
Lti lii lii lit ly ly ly ly li li li li 
Quio didl li liilyli 
Ha giirr gtirr quipio! 
Qui qui qui qui qi qi qi qi gi gi gi gi; 
Goll goll goll goll gia hadodoi 
Quigi horr ha diadiadillsi! 
Hezezezezezezezezezezezezezezezezezeze quarrhozehoi; 
Quia quia quia quia quia quia quia quia ti; 
Qi qi qi jo jo jo jojojo qi— 
Lii ly li le la la 16 lo didl io quia 
Higai gai gai gai gai gai giagiagiagia 
Quior ziozio pi! ” * 
, \ 
All these, as well as a hundred other inexpressible 
sounds, serve to express the joyous, happy love of the 
Nightingale, and are mostly sung in honour of the 
female, or as a challenge to a rival. The song of an old 
bird is always richer and more finished than that of a 
younger one, and every locality has its peculiar strain, 
for the song is inherited by the young birds from the 
finest performers of each district. Let any Nightingale 
sing as it may, it always throws all other song-birds in 
the shade, even though they imitate some few of its 
notes: thus my pets, the Song Thrushes, in the pine forests, 
near Leipzig, often render whole strophes of the Nightin¬ 
gale’s song, which they have undoubtedly filched from that 
* Pronounced as in German.— JV. J . 
