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The Blue Jay.

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No brigadier throughout the year     So civic as the jay.     A neighbor and a warrior too,     With shrill felicity     Pursuing winds that censure us     A February day,     The brother of the universe     Was never blown away.     The snow and he are intimate;     I 've often seen them play     When heaven looked upon us all     With such severity,     I felt apology were due     To an insulted sky,     Whose pompous frown was nutriment     To their temerity.     The pillow of this daring head     Is pungent evergreens;     His larder -- terse and militant --     Unknown, refreshing things;     His character a tonic,     His future a dispute;     Unfair an immortality     That leaves this neighbor out.

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"No brigadier throughout the year..."

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