Yet, your kind Heavenly Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky. To him they sing when spring renews the plain, To him they cry, in winter's pinching reign ; Nor is their music nor their plaint in vain: He hears the gay, and the...
The Canary Bird: A Moral Fiction : Interspersed with Poetry - Page 23
by Edward Augustus Kendall - 1799 - 148 pages
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