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 302 TREE-TOP TROUBLE.

I will watch for you here by the rushes, To tell you, O friends, it is true.

&quot;And so, little Laura, he s looking,

To call out of ways dark and drear

Some creature that gropes in the shadow,

Into glory and light, crystal clear.&quot;

��TREE-TOP TROUBLE.

DO you think, little sorrowful lady, That no one has trouble but you ? When you wish to &quot;be gay as a robin,&quot; Remember, we robins get blue.

Aren t there bloodthirsty cats to appall us With fearful and terrible stare ?

So a mother-bird never is happy, Nor free from solicitous care.

Why, the mischievous boys of the village I think will unsettle my brain,

When they threaten to torture and pillage, Regardless of protest or pain,

And then, Mr. Robin is careless He don t stay at home as he should ;

And if I reproach him he whistles, And flies to his club in the wood.

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