I'm sure she does her darning
With the needles of the pines.
They are so long and slender;
And sometimes in full view,
They have their thread of cobwebs
And thimbles made of dew.
—William H. Hayne.
THE JOLLY OLD CROW.
On the limb of a tree sat a jolly old crow,
And chattered away with glee, with glee,