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<h4 class = "headline"> FOOLISH BOBOLINK.</h4> <h4 class = "extended">FOOLISH BOBOLINK.</h4> <hr class = "micro"> <h6>BY MRS. CLARA DOTY BATES.</h6> <hr class = "micro"> What a silly bobolink, Down in the meadow grasses! What can the noisy fellow think, When, to everyone who passes, He calls out cheerily, “Here, here is my nest! See! see!” He could hide the summer through In the thick, sweet-smelling clover, Nor could anyone from dawn to dew, His little house discover, Did he not make so free With the secret—“Here! see! see!” Little Ted has ears and eyes, And how can he keep from knowing Just where the cosy treasure lies, When bobolink, coming, going, Shouts, plain as plain can be, “Here, here is a nest! See! see!”   And Teddy would like to creep Tip-toe across the meadow, And for just one minute stoop and peep Under the clover shadow. He would do no harm—not he! But would only see, see, see! And what would he find below The sheltering grass, you wonder? Why, a nest, of course, and an egg <ins class = "correction" title = "conjectural: visible text ‘o....o’">or so</ins>, A mother’s dark wings under. But bobolink—he would flee In a fright—“A boy! see! see!” So Teddy, whose heart is kind, Though he longs to venture near him, Sighs to himself, “Ah, never mind!” And listens, glad to hear him Shouting, in tireless glee, “Here, here is my nest! See! see!” <ANTIMG src = "images/pic50b.png" width-OBS="170" height-OBS="255" alt = "Teddy"> <ANTIMG src = "images/color/pic52.jpg" width-OBS="318" height-OBS="439" alt = "Green gravel, Green gravel, / The grass is so green, / The fairest young maiden, that ever was seen, / Oh Mary, oh Mary, your true love is dead. / He’s sent you a green bough / To tie round your head." title = "Green gravel, Green gravel, / The grass is so green, / The fairest young maiden, that ever was seen, / Oh Mary, oh Mary, your true love is dead. / He’s sent you a green bough / To tie round your head."> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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