The Child's Zoological Garden, Volume 159 |
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Africa Alpine Hare America amusing animals attack Aunt Alice Australia aviary Barn-Owl Bear beasts beautiful birds birds of prey called Camel carried catch colour common common Pheasant creatures curious Deer delight Eagle eggs Elephant England eyes favourite feathers feed feet fish fond fore funny Giraffe grass habits Hare Harpy Eagle Hawks head heard hind Hippopotamus horse hunting Hyæna immense Jackal Kangaroo keeper killed kind Kingfisher lady legs live Llama look Mice Monkey mother mountains Mouse native neck nest never night numbers once Ostrich Otter paws pets Pheasant Pine Marten plumage poor pretty prey quadrupeds Rabbits river round seen Sheep sight skin Snake sometimes sort species sportsmen Squirrel story strong Swan tail tamed Tawny Owl things Tiger tree tribe watch wild wings winter Wombats wonderful young Zoological Gardens
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Page 31 - His pittance every night, He did it with a jealous look, And, when he could, would bite. His diet was of wheaten bread, And milk, and oats, and straw; Thistles, or lettuces instead, With sand to scour his maw. On twigs of hawthorn he regaled, On pippins' russet peel, And when his juicy salads failed, Sliced carrot pleased him well.
Page 127 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer. Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens." Of all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he met...
Page 67 - And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? and what dread feet?
Page 159 - Their rein-deer form their riches. These, their tents, Their robes, their beds, and all their homely wealth Supply, their wholesome fare, and cheerful cups Obsequious at their call, the docile tribe Yield to the sled their necks, and whirl them swift O'er hill and dale, heap'd into one expanse Of marbled snow, as far as eye can sweep, With a blue crust of ice unbounded glaz'd.
Page 129 - And the milky beech-nut is his bread and his wine, In the joy of his nature he frisks with a bound To the topmost twigs, and then down to the ground. Then up again, like a winged thing, And from tree to tree with a vaulting spring. Then he sits up aloft, and looks waggish and queer, As if he could say,
Page 129 - And when cold winter comes, and the trees are bare, When the white snow is falling, and keen is the air, He heeds it not, as he sits by himself, In his warm little nest, with his nuts on his shelf. O, wise little Squirrel ! no wonder that he In the green summer woods is as blithe as can be!
Page 124 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...
Page 241 - Trampling his path through wood and brake, And canes which crackling fall before his way, And tassel-grass, whose silvery feathers play O'ertopping the young trees, On comes the Elephant, to slake His thirst at noon in yon pellucid springs. Lo ! from his trunk upturn'd, aloft he flings The grateful ' shower ; and now Plucking the broad-leaved bough Of yonder plane, with wavey motion slow, Fanning the languid air, He moves it to and fro.
Page 173 - The stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Page 227 - They collect in great numbers, as if they had been all summoned for the occasion ; a few of the flock sit with drooping heads, and others seem as grave as judges, while others again are exceedingly active and noisy : in the course of about an hour they disperse, and it is not uncommon, after they have flown away, to find one or two left dead on the spot.