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They rose up in a twinkling cloud

And wheeled about and bowed

To settle on the trees

Perching like small clay figures.

Then with a noise of sudden rain

They clattered off again

And over Ballard Down

They circled like a flying town.

Though one could sooner blast a rock

Than scatter that dense flock

That through the winter weather

Some iron rule has held together,

Yet in another month from now

Love like a spark will blow

Those birds the country over

To drop in trees, lover by lover.