They sought their mates among the trees,
And joined their notes with whispering breeze.
We listened then, with rapt delight—
This time a tale of classic lore
Our captain chose, with lofty flight;
And far from that low-curving shore
He took us, with that pleasing tale,
Through leafy woods, o'er hill and vale.
AT birth of this fair city, 'mid
These ancient liveoak trees,