Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Bobolink
Modest and shy as a nun is she; One weak chirp is her only note; Braggarts and prince of braggarts is he, Pouring boasts from his little throat. BryantRobert of Lincoln.
One day in the bluest of summer weather, Sketching under a whispering oak, I heard five bobolinks laughing together, Over some ornithological joke. C. P. CranchBird Language.
When Nature had made all her birds, With no more cares to think on, She gave a rippling laugh and out There flew a Bobolinkon. C. P. CranchThe Bobolinks.
Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing? W. D. HowellsThe Bobolinks are Singing.