Bird-life: Being a History of the Bird, Its Structure, and Habits, Together with Sketches of Fifty Different Species

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John Van Voorst, Paternoster Row, 1874 - Birds - 898 pages

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Page 711 - The eye that mocketh at his father, and despiseth to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
Page 586 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Page 440 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Page 489 - And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.
Page 524 - HE clasps the crag with hooked hands Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring'd with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls ; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Page 771 - Who bid the stork, Columbus-like, explore Heavens not his own, and worlds unknown before? Who calls the council, states the certain day ? Who forms the phalanx, and who points the way ? III.
Page 578 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Page 843 - In-shore their passage Tribes of Sea-Gulls urge, And drop for Prey within the sweeping Surge; Oft in the rough opposing Blast they fly Far back, then turn, and all their force apply, While to the Storm they give their weak complaining cry; Or clap the sleek white Pinion to the breast, And in the restless Ocean dip for rest.
Page 858 - They strain and they crack ; and hearts like stone Their natural, hard, proud strength disown. Up and down ! — up and down ! From the base of the wave to the billow's crown, And amidst the flashing and feathery foam, The stormy petrel finds a home...
Page 33 - ... speech. — And see, the master but returns to die ! Yet who shall bid the watchful servant fly ? The blasts of heaven, the drenching dews of earth, The wanton insults of unfeeling mirth, These, when to guard Misfortune's sacred grave, Will firm Fidelity exult to brave. Led by what chart, transports the timid dove The wreaths of conquest, or the vows of love ? Say, through the clouds what compass points her flight?

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