Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1839-09-19

THE BIRDS IN AUTUMN.

THE BIRDS IN AUTUMN.
Dy MRS. sioouRsEY.
November came on with an eye severe,
And his stormy language was horse 10 hear
And the elittcring garland of brown and red,
which he wreathJ for awhile round the forests head
With sudden anger he rent away,
And all chcerlcss, and bare aud gray
Then the houseess grasshopper told his woes,
And the humming bird sent frih wall for the rose
And the spider, that weaver Of cunning 50 deep,
RoIl'd himself up, like n bali, To sleeps
And The cricket his merry horn laid by,
On the shelf, with the pipe Of the drngon-hy'
Soon, voices were heard nj the morning prime,
Consulting of flight to n warmer cliInci -,
Let us go c, us go !" said the bright winged Jay
Ard his gay Spouse sang from r1rn,ns spray
I'll go--if It's only the world TO see "
"wir you 60 :" asked the robin, {" my only love-"
Aud tender strain, from the leahcss gro'e'
Respousled--" Wherever your lot 10 cast,
Mid summer skies, or the northern blast
I am still at your side, your heart 10 cheer,
Though dear 10 our nest, In this thicket here"
Thc oriole told, with flashing eye,
How his little ones shrank from the hosty sky
How his mate, with an ague, had shaken the bed,
And lost her fine voice by u cold in her head
And their oldest daughter, an Invalid grown,
No health Ia this terrible climate had known.
al am ready to CO." said the plump young wren,
/" FreIn the hateful homes Of these northern men
MY throat is sore, and my feet are blue
I'm afraid have cought the consumption tooj
And then I've no confidence len, own,
Ia the doctors out OF The southern Lone."
Then I'M went the thrush, with trumpet call
And the martins came forth from their box the wall
Aud the owlet peepd from his secret bower
Aud the swallows conyen'd on the old church-toweri
Aud the council Of blackbrs was long and loud
Chaitering and lying, from tree to Cloud
at N J.lli Ia JeaJ Jonb her throne ~ sail they:
(" md we saw the butterfly cold as clay;
Not a berry is found on the rrsset plains
Not a kernel OF ripon'd maize remans-
Every has hid, shall we longer stay,
To be wasted with famine Away !--away" "
but what a strange clamor on elm and oak,
From a bevy of brown-cOated mocking-blrds broke!
The theme Of each separate speaker they told,
In shrill report with such mimcry bold,
That the eloquent orators started Ia hear
Their true echo, wild and clear.
Then tribe aner tribe, with its leader fair,
Swept of, thro' the iathomoss depths Of air.
Who marSeih their course to the tropics bright
Who nerveth their wing for lis weary tight!
Who Ruideth their caravans trackless way,
by the star al night and the cloud by day
Some spread DER the waters daring wing,
In the isles Of The southern sea to singj
Or where the minnret towering high
Pierces the gold Of the western skyj
Or amid the harem's hunts OF lear,
Their lodges to build, and their nurslings rear
The Indian hg with its arching screen,
Welcomes them in to its visias green;
And the breathing buds of the spicy tree,
Thrill nj the burst of their reycryi
And the bulbul starts 'niid his Carol clear,
Such a rushing OF stranger wings To hear.
q wildwood wanderers how far AWAY
From your rural homes IN wales ye stray
Hut when they wakd by the touch of Spring,
We shall see you again, with your gancing wing
Your nests mid our household trees to raise,
And stir our hearts in our Makers praise.
HARrfoRD, Conn. May, 1889.