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...Longfellow seem never so eloquent and touching. He speaks of the birds — " Whose household words arc songs in many keys, Sweeter than instrument of man...tree-tops even Are half-way houses on the road to heaven.11 Let me say that these birds — little prisoners, if you choose to call them so, but not...

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...tendernesses, the words of Longfellow seem never so eloquent and touching. He speaks of the birds — " Whose household words are songs in many keys, Sweeter...e'er caught ; Whose habitations in the tree-tops even Arc half-way houses on the road to heaven." Let me say that these birds — little prisoners, if you...