But thou, O! songster, proved too good a match.”
Another time, whilst sitting studiously
Beneath the branches of a stately tree,
The cuckoo ’lighted on its topmost limb,
And, as his wont, his simple notes would chime
Melodiously; which fell upon Jane’s ear—
That, like a statue, she sat fix’d, for fear
The slightest movement might affright her guest,
And thus disturb the darling’s transient rest:
So much delighted was dear Jane to hear