A Bird Song

A litt! boiinie Mrd I know. Wiiti breast more eoft than eider down, A dreu sbo vreara of dapplod browu, Aml siniru witli fwcuter tone I trow, - Ah swcetor far thia blrdiesing Thftn ji!1 tho hirds that summur bfíags; Am) yet her tong is only tliis : ■ i lovfl you, papa :"- ihcu a kiss. Not tenderest son of nilitinírHle, ■ : trkllng trilla aud gurgUnff ffOíh Of joy iVoni velveC-tbroated thrnsh, Or brilfiant pii: of motUed onall, Nor tanofal jjJ--;ítj t of vrhip-poor-wUli 'j'ho niL'ftï-uiü of iier song eau lili ; Anii 3 . ;l;is : ■ I lovt' )'oii, papa '. - llM'it u klsfe.