. Bird-songs about Worcester. By Harry Leverett Nelson, Birds; Birdsongs. 78 BIRD-SONGS ABOUT WORCESTER. I cannot forbear in closing to quote the first and last stanzas of a delightful little poem on this bird by Celia Thaxter. Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I ; And fast I gather, bit by bit, The scattered driftwood bleached and dry. The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, — One httle sandpiper and I. Comrade, where wilt thou be to-night When the loosed storm breaks furiously? My driftwo
. Bird-songs about Worcester. By Harry Leverett Nelson, Birds; Birdsongs. 78 BIRD-SONGS ABOUT WORCESTER. I cannot forbear in closing to quote the first and last stanzas of a delightful little poem on this bird by Celia Thaxter. Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I ; And fast I gather, bit by bit, The scattered driftwood bleached and dry. The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, — One httle sandpiper and I. Comrade, where wilt thou be to-night When the loosed storm breaks furiously? My driftwood fire will burn so bright! To what warm shelter canst thou fly ? I do not fear for thee, though wroth The tempest rushes through the sky ; For are we not God's children both. Thou httle sandpiper and I ?. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Nelson, Harry Leverett, 1858-1889. Boston, Little, Brown and Company
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