...lay. Soon as the pea puts on its bloom, Thou fliest thy vocal rale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird, thy bower is ever...hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! О ! could I fly, I'd fly with thee ; We'd make with social wing Our annual visit o'er the globe,...

...thy bow'r is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thpu hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in fhy year ! O could I fly, I'd fly with thee ; We'd make, with social wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, . '"'"•npanions of the spring.—LOGAN. SECTION XIX. Day. A pastoral in three parts....

...fly'st the vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. 6. Sweet bird, thy bow'r is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! LESSON CLX. The Star of Bethlehem.— JG PE&CITA*. 1. BRIGHTER than the rising day, When the sun...

...hear, Soon as the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fliest thy vocal vale ; An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is...thee ! We'd make, with social wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring. THE MONKEY. Monkey, pretty little fellow! Thou art Nature's...

...as the pea puts on its bloom, Ttaoufliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, A nother Co. o'er the globe, Companions of the spring. Lagan. FLORAL DIRECTORY. Lurid Henbane. Hyotcyamu* Seopolia....

...lay. Soon as the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fliest the vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another Spring to hail. Sweet bird, thy bower is ever...hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! [I] It should lie observed that heaven, in the third line of this poem, is put for God— hero it...

...then more versed in poetry, I might have addressed him in the words of Logan to the cuckoo': — " Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy note, No winter in thy year. " Oh ! could I fly, I 'd fly with thee ; We 'd make, on joyful wing, Our...

...I been then more versed in poetry, I might have addressed him in the words of Logan to the cuckoo : Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy note, No winter in thy year. Oh ! could I fly, I 'd fly with thee ; We'd make, on joyful wing, Our...

...cuckoo? O yes! how sweet and clear iti voice ! Martha. Sweet bird ! thy song is ever new — thy voice is ever clear ! Thou hast no sorrow in thy song — no winter in thy year ! O. Do you see that little busy bee on that honeysuckle ? Observe with how much delight il gathers the...

...bow'r is ever grcon, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! 0 could I fly, I'd fly with thee ; We'd make, with social wing, Onr annual visit o'er the gl»be, Companions of the spring. — L SECTION XIX. Day. A pastoral in three...