...the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung ; Where the whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where the groundnut trails its vine, Where the wood-grape's clusters shine i Of the black wasp's cunning way, Mason of his walls of clay, And the architectural plans Of gray...

...the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung ; WThere the whitest lilies blow, Where the its blendings shine afar, bike rain he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy ! 0 for boyhood's time of June,...

...whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where the groundnut trails its vine, JAChere the wood-grape's clusters shine : Of the black wasp's...Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy ! O for boyhood's time of June,...

...TOWNSHIP— THE EARLY SETTLEMENT— SOCIAL CUSTOMS IN THE WILDERNESS— HISTORY OF THE VILLAGES, ETC. " Eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers all he asks...Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks. Part and parcel of her jqy." — Whitlier. E historian called upon to record the history...

...robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung, — Where the whitest lilies blow. Where the freshest berries grow, Where the ground-nut trails...vine, Where the wood-grape's clusters shine, Of the architectural plans Of gray hornet artisans; For eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers ail he asks."...

...trails its vine, Where the wood-grapes ' clusters shine ; N Of the black wasp's cunning way, •_•• Mason of his walls of clay, And the architectural plans Of gray hornet artisans ! " The sturdy little chap has stolen his way quite into our hearts. " Blessings on thee, little man,...

...poets long ago made current a pernicious and false assumption, that the country boy alone knows nature. "Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks," certainly does not characterize the average country child. The boy Whittier immortalized,...

...blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where ihe groundnut trails ¡ts vine. Where the wood -grape 's clusters shine : Of the black wasp's cunning way,...Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, — Blessings on the barefoot boy I О for boyhood's time of...

...the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung ; Where the whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where the groundnut trails...plans / Of gray hornet artisans ! — For, eschewing honks and tasks, Nature answers all he asks ; Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her...

...robin feeds her young; How the oriole's nest is hung; 108 Where the whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow, Where the ground-nut trails...the architectural plans Of gray hornet artisans!" The poet is not as exact as usual when he applies the epithet " painted " to the autumn beeches, as...