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She was standing off a dog 26 The cheerful little goldfinches, that bend the dried ragweeds 37 There she stood in the snow with head high, listening anxiously 45 And—dreamed 46 I shivered as the icy flakes fell thicker and faster 52 The meadow-mouse 55 It was Whitefoot 60 From his leafless height he looks down into the Hollow 63 It caught at the insects in the air 71 Unlike any bird of the light 77 They peek around the tree-trunks 83 The sparrow-hawk searching the fences for them 88 In October they are building their winter lodges 103 The glimpse of Reynard in the moonlight 106 They probe the lawns most diligently for worms 117 Even he loves a listener 118 She flew across the pasture 121 Putting things to rights in his house 122 A very ordinary New England "corner" 124 They are the first to return in the spring 127 Where the dams are hawking for flies 130 They cut across the rainbow 135 The barn-swallows fetch the summer 137 From the barn to the orchard 138 Across the road, in an apple-tree, built a pair of redstarts 140 Gathered half the gray hairs of a dandelion into her beak 143 In the tree next to the chebec's was a brood of robins.
The crude nest was wedged carelessly into the lowest fork of the tree,
so that the cats and roving boys could help themselves without trouble 145 I soon spied him on the wires of a telegraph-pole 148 He will come if May comes 151 Within a few feet of me dropped the lonely frightened quail 152 On they go to a fence-stake 154 It was a love-song