And all around, from tree to tree,
His joyous notes were heard.
Bird Song.
“O, what a great big world to roam!”
Said Rob; “I’m glad I’m in it.
I wonder how they do at home:
I’ll just run round a minute.
“You babies, if you’d only try,
You’d leave that horrid nest;
But I can’t mope here, so good-bye,