Show r 1 I THE ORIOLES ORIOLE'S NEST 0 I I oI 4 o- o I I By JULIA BOYNTON GREEN I This clever oriole has swung her nest 4 I Woven of the yellow fiber strong and clean High up beneath a palm leaf and serene She hits those precious spheres s below her breast Ive I've seen the tree for weeks and never guessed So close above the cradle droops that green Grooved roof so slyly s' s swiftly up between The little mother slips Oh happy blest The fledglings lodged with such sweet craft cratt A A shower From that snug thatch would run all harmlessly No hawk could swoop swoop and seize no human pry And the great leaf outspread may be construed A priestly gesture with mysterious power Of Ot benediction on the home borne and brood Sunset 1 |