THE SKYLARK. Literary Gazette. WHEN day's bright banner, first unfurl'd But though to heaven he wings his flight, Aspiring bird, in thee I find An emblem of the youthful mind, Whose earliest voice, like thine, is given ADDRESS IN FAVOUR OF A SINGING BIRD. By an American Lady. THE tuneful strains that glad thy heart, His life of pleasure but a day, That transient day, how soon it flies! Regard, my friend, the plaintive lay, Restore him to his native skies. E'er while a tenant of the grove, He gave to freedom, joy, and love, Indignant see him spurn the cage, O you, whose fond parental care My grief for you, ah! what can tell! Who, now, each duteous rite performs ? And, when you bid the world farewell, With leaves shall shroud your lifeless forms! But oh! still deeper than the rest, For thee, dear partner of my love! No anxious cares assail my breast Ah! whither, whither dost thou rove? What clime, what unknown region hears Who now thy pensive moments cheers, For thee I framed the tuneful lay- I'VE seen a Pheasant from a brake Start up, spring forth, and soar on high; Splendid, when cowering on the ground; But when upsprung, and stretch'd for flight, Oh, never did my wondering eyes In nature see so fair a sight! Then rapid as the lightning's gleam, Of joys I since had learn'd to prize. In vain I stretch'd my eager hands THE HUMMING-BIRD. MINUTEST of the feather'd kind, A proof within how little space Rendering thy lovely fairy race Beauty's epitome. |