. Birds through an opera-glass. Birds. HAIRY WOODPECKER. 93 flowering marsh and laughing meadow, clings close to the side of a stub, as if the very sun him- self moved around a tree trunk! But who knows how much these grave mono- maniacs have discovered that lies a sealed book. to all the world besides ? Why should we scorn them ? They are philosophers ! They have the se- cret of happiness. Any bird could be joyous with plenty of blue sky and sunshine, and the poets, from Chaucer to Wordsworth, have relaxed their brows at the sight of a daisy ; but what does the happy goldfinch know of the won
. Birds through an opera-glass. Birds. HAIRY WOODPECKER. 93 flowering marsh and laughing meadow, clings close to the side of a stub, as if the very sun him- self moved around a tree trunk! But who knows how much these grave mono- maniacs have discovered that lies a sealed book. to all the world besides ? Why should we scorn them ? They are philosophers ! They have the se- cret of happiness. Any bird could be joyous with plenty of blue sky and sunshine, and the poets, from Chaucer to Wordsworth, have relaxed their brows at the sight of a daisy ; but what does the happy goldfinch know of the wonders of tree trunks, and what poet could find inspiration in a dead stub on a bleak November day ? Jack Frost sends both thrush and goldfinch flying south, and. 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 Bailey, Florence Merriam, 1863-1948. New York, Cleveland [etc. ] The Chautauqua press
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