. Songs of the shining way . rnpM HERE is somethingpuzzles me.— In the hollow apple-tree,Where the Shining Way is broadest, theres a nest;Two fat Robins live in it,In and out I see them flit,And the biggest wears a gor-geous crimson vest. We are friends, and so when ICome to look, they do not fly, But they chatter from the branches of the tree;And I run down there to play, When the sun shines, every day,And next year they say theyll build a nest for me. I peeped in one day, and found Five small eggs, all blue and round,And the Robins made me promise not to tell. For (they said that this was so
. Songs of the shining way . rnpM HERE is somethingpuzzles me.— In the hollow apple-tree,Where the Shining Way is broadest, theres a nest;Two fat Robins live in it,In and out I see them flit,And the biggest wears a gor-geous crimson vest. We are friends, and so when ICome to look, they do not fly, But they chatter from the branches of the tree;And I run down there to play, When the sun shines, every day,And next year they say theyll build a nest for me. I peeped in one day, and found Five small eggs, all blue and round,And the Robins made me promise not to tell. For (they said that this was so) Jim and Alice must not I promised, and Ive kept the secret well. 27 When to-dav 1 climbed the tree. J Those two birds had eompam ;There were five small squirming children in the nest; And the Robins whispered me, Twas a case of charitv,For the poor wee birdies were not even dressed. And those little wriggling things Had big mouths, but wore no wings,And the Robins served refreshments down the row. But the eggs ar
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