They hopped off on delighted wing,
To the next chestnut tree,
O'erjoyed and panting with delight,
The great, grand world to see.

Oh! what a bright, glad scene, they cried,
And what a wond'rous sky!
What joy 'twould be to kiss the Sun,
And be with him on high.

And I, said Downy, I should like
To sail on yonder sea,
And with that pretty milk-white bird,
Skim o'er the waters free.

Said Twitter, you talk very large,
And do not seem to know
Our little wings have not yet power
Beyond these trees to go.

Besides, said Chirrup, mother said
We must not go beyond,
But only hop and fly about
The trees that skirt the pond.

But mother's gone to get us food,
And she will never know,
Said Downy, so upon the pond
I am resolved to go.