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SPORTS OF THE FIELD.

When oaks are brown and birches bare,
And not a bird is singing,
The sportsman drives away his care,
The speckled woodcocks springing.

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True joy he in the country knows,
His faithful springers ranging
Among the hazel's yellow boughs,
Or holly, never changing.
And when the long-bill'd woodcock springs,
Mark!—the sportsman calling,—
The blue smoke curls,—its useless wings
Through the trees are falling.
Full many a man at this would sigh,
As sore against religion;
But at a feast just let him try
Roast woodcock, grouse, or widgeon.