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A Burmese loneliness : a tale of travel in Burma, the Southern Shan States and Keng Tung Page 135

Author:
Enriquez, C. M. (Colin Metcalfe)
Publication Info:
Calcutta: Thacker, Spink and Co, 1918, pg 135

Text on page 135

THE ENCHANTED WOOD. 135 the sunshine, or fly in swarms with joyous, bounding flight. VOICES OF THE ENCHANTED WOOD. i rom dawn, when the red-trousered Bulbulas soft cries Are warning the Sellers of Betel to rise; When Sparrows are up in a chattering throng, The voices of birds call you all the day long: Moaning and whistling and song. The Rollersa soft plumage gleams blue as they go And brilliant the Minivetsa scarlet wings show. The Weaver-birds to-and-fro hurry their flight Busily weaving the homes which at night Gleam with the fire-fliesa glow. The Crow Pheasants mournfully moan a whoop, whoop. whoop/ And sharp are the cries of the Swifts as they s^ood. The Wood-peckers ceaselessly tap at the treea The Cuckoos say a Yauk-hpa Kwe-Kaw a in Burmese, (a Brother ! oh, call the dog please a). Now these are a few of the voices you hear Incessantly calling. But others are near; Others, of birds which have lit and have flown, Evading your search: for they live all alone, y little lives of their own.Evading your search: for they live all alone, y little lives of their own.
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