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THE SWALLOW AND CICADA.

Chirping, thou hast seized the chirper,
Attic maiden,note honey-fed,
With the twittering cicada,
Twittering, to thy nest hast fled;
Thou the winged, him the winged,
Stranger he, and stranger thou,
Both glad children of the summer—
Surely thou wilt loose him now!
For 'tis wrong, and most unseemly,
That one little songster's cry,
By the beak of sister songstress
Sadly silenced, thus should die!

   —Evenus.

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