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<tr><td colspan="3"><h1>BIRDS AND NATURE.</h1></td></tr>
<tr><th colspan="3">ILLUSTRATED BY COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY.<hr /></th></tr>
<tr><td class="l"><span class="sc">Vol. XII.</span></td><td class="c">DECEMBER, 1902.</td><td class="r"><span class="sc">No. 5.</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="3"><hr /></td></tr>
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<h2 id="c1">DECEMBER.</h2>
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<p class="t0">When the feud of hot and cold</p>
<p class="t">Leaves the autumn woodlands bare;</p>
<p class="t0">When the year is getting old,</p>
<p class="t">And flowers are dead, and keen the air;</p>
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<p class="t0">When the crow has new concern,</p>
<p class="t">And early sounds his raucous note;</p>
<p class="t0">And—where the late witch-hazels burn—</p>
<p class="t">The squirrel from a chuckling throat</p>
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<p class="t0">Tells that one larder’s space is filled,</p>
<p class="t">And tilts upon a towering tree;</p>
<p class="t0">And, valiant, quick, and keenly thrilled,</p>
<p class="t">Upstarts the tiny chickadee;</p>
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<p class="t0">When the sun’s still shortening arc</p>
<p class="t">Too soon night’s shadows dun and gray</p>
<p class="t0">Brings on, and fields are drear and dark,</p>
<p class="t">And summer birds have flown away,—</p>
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<p class="t0">I feel the year’s slow-beating heart,</p>
<p class="t">The sky’s chill prophecy I know;</p>
<p class="t0">And welcome the consummate art</p>
<p class="t">Which weaves this spotless shroud of snow!</p>
<p class="lr">—<span class="sc">Joel Benton</span>, in “Songs of Nature.”</p>
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