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ОглавлениеBIRDS IN SPRING.
1. Listen! What a sudden rustle
Fills the air!
All the birds are in a bustle
Everywhere.
Such a ceaseless croon and twitter
Overhead!
Such a flash of wings that glitter
Wide outspread!
2. Far away I hear a drumming,
Tap, tap, tap!
Can the woodpecker be coming
After sap?
Butterflies are hovering over,
Swarms on swarms,
Yonder meadow-patch of clover
Like snow-storms.
3. Through the vibrant air a-tingle
Buzzingly,
Throbs and o'er me darts a single
Bumble-bee.
Lissom swayings make the willows
One bright sheen,
Which the breeze puffs out in billows
Foaming green.
Birds in Spring.
4. From the marshy brook that's smoking
In the fog,
I can catch the crool and croaking
Of a frog.
Dogwood stars the slopes are studding,
And I see
Blooms upon the purple-budding
Judas-tree.
5. Aspen-tassels thick are dropping
All about,
And the alder-leaves are cropping
Broader out;
Mouse-ear tufts the hawthorn sprinkle,
Edged with rose;
The park-bed of periwinkle
Fresher grows.
6. Up and down the midges dancing
On the grass:
How their gauzy wings are glancing
As they pass!
What does all this haste and hurry
Mean, I pray—
All this out-door flush and flurry
Seen to-day?
This presaging stir and humming,
Thrill and call?
Mean? It means that spring is coming;
That is all!
Margaret J. Preston.