Up then, children! we will go
Where the blooming roses grow;
In a joyful company,
We the bursting flowers will see;
Up, your festal dress prepare!
Where gay breasts are meeting, there
May hath pleasures most inviting,
Heart, and sight, and ear delighting.
Listen to the bird’s sweet song,
Hark! how soft it floats along.
Pleasant dames! our pleasures share;
Never saw I dames so fair;
Therefore dancing we will go.
Youths rejoice! the flow’rets blow!
Sing ye! join the chorus gay!
Hail this merry May!
The old rhyme tells us that
April showers
Bring May flowers;
and how often have we been tempted, on May morning, to go forth,
expecting to find blossoms, as we are told they do in other
countries――and how have we always been disappointed! Still, May is a
delightful month, even in New England, and none of us would be willing
to let it slip from the circle of the seasons.
Inquisitive Jack.
CHAPTER IV.
_About birds in general._
Our friend Jack, having made himself familiar with the peculiarities
of the domestic fowls, turned his attention to other species of birds.
He noticed particularly those which seemed to possess gentle and
confiding natures, such as the sparrows that build upon the shrubs
round the house; the martens that take up their abode in boxes which
you make for them, and place near the eaves of your dwelling; the
swallows that build in the barn, and the cheerful robin that loves to
dwell in the apple orchard. All these he observed with care, noticing
their modes of building and rearing their young; the food they
eat, the cries they uttered, and, in general, their peculiar
characteristics.
From these, Jack passed to other birds, and carefully studied them
also. At last, he was pretty well acquainted with the whole subject of
birds; and now he observed several important things, which I shall
present to the attention of my readers.
[Illustration: (quill)]
In the first place, Jack was struck with admiration at the formation
of birds. They are designed to raise themselves in the air, and to
spend a considerable part of their time in that subtle element. And
how wonderfully adapted to this purpose are they! In the first place,
a bird must have great strength, and yet great lightness: and how
happily are they united! Look at the quill of the wing――how strong,
and yet how light! Who could have invented anything more admirably
suited to rise on the breeze and cut its way through the air? Is there
a human being who could make a single quill, even if the model were
placed before him? Not one.
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