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Title: The boy and the birds
Year: 1849 (1840s)
Authors: Taylor, Emily, 1795-1872. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Birds
Publisher: New-York, General Protestant Episcopal S. S. Union
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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its young from the bitter coldsof the North. I suppose you very oftenthink of this ; for so wise and clever a beingas I have heard man is, must surely knowhow to be thankful for himself and for ustoo. And though our praises may do ourMaker no good, yet I have understood thathe loves to see his creatures happy, andfull of love to him who has made them so.But I must leave it to mans own con-science ; for it will ill become me, a poorNorthern bird, to set myself up as apreacher to him- THE HEN. Well, done, brave bird ! extend thy wing; Indulge a parents mood;Beneath that featherd covering How safe will be thy brood. No felon hawk shall seize them there,Thoudst hold the wretch at bay, And send him wheeling through the air.To seek some other prey. Let children think of this, and know What pains a parent takes.Encounters danger, suffers woe. All for those childrens sakes. May they refrain from language rude, Nor show by acts unkind.That hard and cold ingratitude Is harbourd in the mind. m-q
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THE HEN. 145 Let Christians in this emblem scan Their Saviours constant love,*Who for our sakes became a man, And left His throne above. He wept to see a wicked race His fostring mercy spurn,Behind them throw His profFerd grace. And still refuse to turn, f How oft would He have brought them in. His rest and peace to share;But they preferrd the paths of sin To His Almighty care. • Matt, xxiii. 37 f Luke xix. 41-45. THE GER, JER, or GYR-FALCON, Boy. Bird, wonderful bird ! stay oneinstant, and do not mock me thus by yourrapid flight. I saw j^ou yesterday, I see youagain to-day ; but I do not beUeve you be-long to this land. I do not think you havea home and little ones in England : yourlook is wild and foreign; you seem scarcelyto rest your wing for a moment among us;you make havoc among the birds : you takewhat you like, and when you like; as youcome, so you go. Does any body knowyour story and your home ? Falcon. I come from an island far tothe north, where the icy winter winds would

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