Country rambles in England : $b or, Journal of a naturalistKnapp, J. L. (John Leonard)
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Country rambles in England : $b or, Journal of a naturalist
Knapp, J. L. (John Leonard)
Natural history -- England; Natural history -- Outdoor books
and heat are in their train. When the fervor of summer ceases, this bird
of the sun will depart. The evening robin from the summit of some
leafless bough, or projecting point, tells us that autumn is come, and
brings matured fruits, chilly airs, and sober hours, and he, the lonely
minstrel now that sings, is understood by all. These four birds thus
indicate a separate season, have no interference with the intelligence
of the other, nor could they be transposed without the loss of all the
meaning they convey, which no contrivance of art could, supply; and, by
long association, they have become identified with the period, and in
peculiar accordance with the time.
We note birds in general more from their voices than their plumage; for
the carols of spring may be heard involuntarily, but to observe the form
and decoration of these creatures, requires an attention not always
given. Yet we have some native birds beautifully and conspicuously
feathered; the goldfinch, the chaffinch, the wagtails, are all eminently
adorned, and the fine gradations of sober browns in several others are
very pleasing. Those sweet sounds, called the song of birds, proceed
only from the male; and, with a few exceptions, only during the season
of incubation. Hence the comparative quietness of our summer months,
when this care is over, except from accidental causes, where a second
nest is formed; few of our birds bringing up more than one brood in the
season. The redbreast, blackbird, and thrush, in mild winters will
continually be heard, and form exceptions to the general procedure of
our British birds; and we have one little bird, the woodlark (alunda
arborea), that in the early parts of the autumnal months delights us
with its harmony, and its carols may be heard in the air commonly during
the calm sunny mornings of this season. They have a softness and
quietness perfectly in unison with the sober, almost melancholy,
stillness of the hour. The sky-lark[56] also sings now, and its song is
very sweet, full of harmony, cheerful as the blue sky and gladdening
beam in which it circles and sports, and known and admired by all; but
the voice of the woodlark is local, not so generally heard, from its
softness must almost be listened for, to be distinguished, and has not
any pretensions to the hilarity of the former. This little bird sings
likewise in the spring; but, at that season, the contending songsters of
the grove, and the variety of sound proceeding from every thing that has
utterance, confuse and almost render inaudible the placid voice of the
woodlark. It delights to fix its residence near little groves and
copses, or quiet pastures, and is a very unobtrusive bird, not uniting
in companies, but associating in its own little family parties only,
feeding in the woodlands on seeds and insects. Upon the approach of man
it crouches close to the ground, then suddenly darts away, as if for a
distant flight, but settles again almost immediately. This lark will
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