The Baltimore Bird : Alexander Wilson : : Bird Poems : :

The Baltimore Bird ::By Alexander Wilson:: High on yon poplar, clad in glossiest green,The orange, black-capp’d Baltimore is seen;The broad-extended boughs still please him best,Beneath their bending skirts he hangs his nest;There his sweet mate, secure from every harm.Broods o’er her spotted store, and wraps them warm ;Lists to the noon-tide hum of busy bees.HerContinue reading “The Baltimore Bird : Alexander Wilson : : Bird Poems : :”

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