. Country life reader . not wear a Josephs coatOf many colors, smart and gay;His suit is Quaker brown and gray, With three dark patches at the yet, of all the well-dressed throng,Not one can sing so brave a song; It makes the pride of looks appear A vain and fooHsh thing, to hear His Sweet—sweet—sweet—Very merry cheer.* A lofty place he does not love. But sits by choice, and well at hedges, and in little trees That stretch their slender arms aboveThe meadow-brook; and there he singsTill all the field with pleasure rings; And so he tells in every ear. That lowly homes to heav

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. Country life reader . not wear a Josephs coatOf many colors, smart and gay;His suit is Quaker brown and gray, With three dark patches at the yet, of all the well-dressed throng,Not one can sing so brave a song; It makes the pride of looks appear A vain and fooHsh thing, to hear His Sweet—sweet—sweet—Very merry cheer.* A lofty place he does not love. But sits by choice, and well at hedges, and in little trees That stretch their slender arms aboveThe meadow-brook; and there he singsTill all the field with pleasure rings; And so he tells in every ear. That lowly homes to heaven are near, In Sweet—sweet—sweet—Very merry cheer/ THE SONG-SPARROW 109 I like the tune, I like the words; They seem so true, so free from art, So friendly, and so full of heart,That if but one of all the birds Could be my comrade everywhere— My little brother of the air—Id choose the Song-Sparrow, my hed bless me every year,With Sweet—sweet—sweet—•Very merry cheer. Henry van Nest of song-sparrow.

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