Birds and All Nature, Vol. VII, No 1, January 1900

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1> Birds and All Nature<br /> <span class="xx-smaller">IN NATURAL COLORS</span></h1> <p class="ac">VOLUME VII.</p> <p class="ac"><span class="sc">January, 1900, to May, 1900</span></p> <div class="volumeleft"><span class="sc">Vol. VII.</span></div> <div class="volumeright"><span class="sc">No. 1.</span></div> <h2><SPAN name="JANUARY" id="JANUARY"></SPAN>JANUARY.</h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="verse">Then came old January, wrapped well</div> <div class="verse">In many weeds to keep the cold away;</div> <div class="verse">Yet did he quake and quiver like to quell,</div> <div class="verse">And blow his nayles to warm them if he may;</div> <div class="verse">For they were numb'd with holding all the day</div> <div class="verse">An hatchet keene, with which he felled wood,</div> <div class="verse">And from the trees did lop the needlesse spray;</div> <div class="verse">Upon a huge great earth-pot steane he stood,</div> <div class="verse">From whose wide mouth there flowed forth the Romane flood.</div> <div class="verse ar">&mdash;<i>Spenser.</i></div> </div></div> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="verse">Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,</div> <div class="verse">Arrives the snow; and, driving o'er the fields,</div> <div class="verse">Seems nowhere to alight; the whited air</div> <div class="verse">Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,</div> <div class="verse">And veils the farm-house at the garden's end.</div> <div class="verse">The sled and traveler stopp'd, the courier's feet</div> <div class="verse">Delay'd, all friends shut out, the house-mates sit</div> <div class="verse">Around the radiant fire-place, inclosed</div> <div class="verse">In a tumultuous privacy of storm.</div> <div class="verse ar">&mdash;<i>Emerson.</i></div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />