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
_The Nightingale, corruca luscinia._—The far-famed nightingale is a bird
of a dusky brown, and gray plumage, about seven inches in length, being
the largest of the warblers found in England. It is in one sense a shy
bird, difficult to watch, heard more frequently than it is seen in the
shady groves. The song of the nightingale has been described by one
writer as “the most spirit-stirring and gleesome in nature.” The
clearness of their note is said to vary much with the climate, or rather
atmosphere, they chance to haunt, and as a general rule those that
belong to more southern countries sing more sweetly than their brethren
to the northward. The nightingales of Greece and Italy are thought to be
much more exquisitely musical than those of the northern countries of
Europe. In England, they only frequent particular counties, avoiding the
northern and western districts; and it has been said that they have an
especial partiality to those parts of the island where cowslips are most
abundant.
_The Starling, sturnus vulgaris._—This is a bird of the crow tribe,
unknown in America. It is eight or nine inches in length, of a plumage
whose general coloring is black, marked throughout, however, with
triangular starlike spots of white, or cream-color, whence the name of
_starling_. They are social, harmless birds; active, and chattering
creatures, and excellent mimics.
_The Fieldfare, turdus pilaris_, is another bird unknown in America. It
is one of the northern thrushes, visiting England in flocks, during the
cold season. It is a large, meadow bird, with a grayish chestnut back,
the breast and sides of a rufous yellow. The fieldfares feed on seeds,
and on insects also, and are themselves considered a dainty morsel by
the human epicure, the ancient Romans fattening them, it is said, on a
paste made of figs and flour. They have no song, but utter a singular
cry when flying.
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