| Show to a blown bold frisky fellow what freak doth possess thee now to abandon thy sheltered retreat winter is monarch and howls to oppress thee pelts thy gay plumage with hailstones and sleet better that thou in the thicket should languish dreaming of solace awaiting for theo cold cutting blizzards can yield thee but anguish less numb in yon bare apple tree why not retire till the storms have abated till the plump grubs seek the surface one more then you may relish with feelings elated feasts of rich things with the mate you adore sweet bird be patient long suf fring enduring from thy affliction with courage arise strawberries cherries so luscious alluring in the near future will gladden thine eyes birds of all feat ners whatever their station nature hath given true instinct to guide As to the measure and grade of their ration wha but a dastard their rights would deride here I 1 would say at this stage of my subject those who give chase to the bobins with guon clearly are wantonly cruel and abject worthy the frowns of all chivalrous ones what if the robins appeasing their hunger eat a few quarts of our berries so fine sordid the heart that would treat them with anger ample for all are gods bounties benign goodbye good bye sweet robin adieu for the present when the fruit ripens should others protest hunt thee and scare thee and make life unpleasant come to my garden and eat of the best J CRYSTAL |
