McGuffey's Third Eclectic Reader by William Holmes McGuffey
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THE LITTLE BIRD'S SONG.
1. A little bird, with feathers brown, Sat singing on a tree; The song was very soft and low, But sweet as it could be. 2. The people who were passing by, Looked up to see the bird THIRD READER. 45 That made the sweetest melody That ever they had heard. 3. But all the bright eyes looked in vain; Birdie was very small, And with his modest, dark-brown coat, He made no show at all. 4. "Why, father," little Gracie said "Where can the birdie be? If I could sing a song like that, I'd sit where folks could see." 5. "I hope my little girl will learn A lesson from the bird, And try to do what good she can, Not to be seen or heard. 6. "This birdie is content to sit Unnoticed on the way, And sweetly sing his Maker's praise From dawn to close of day. |
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