Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,        II|   hair, scarce had the little birds of painted plumage attuned
 2   I,      VIII|       the cheery notes of the birds welcoming the approach of
 3   I,         L|       melody of the countless birds of gay plumage that flit
 4  II,       XIV|          And now gay-plumaged birds of all sorts began to warble
 5  II,        XV|      where he thought to find birds.~ ~Tom Cecial, seeing how
 6  II,      XXII|      and the royal eagles and birds of towering flight stoop
 7  II,      XXII|       and the kites and other birds of prey assail it, and she
 8  II,    XXXIII|    saying is, and 'the little birds of the field have God for
 9  II,     XXXIV| hunting hares, or after small birds, my coat would have been
10  II,      LIII|      for the swifts and other birds to eat me, and let's take
11  II,     LVIII|     to snare the silly little birds that startled by the noise
12  II,     LVIII|      filled with a variety of birds that deceived by the colour
13  II,       LIX|     inn was provided with the birds of the air and the fowls
14  II,     LXXIV|     year's nests there are no birds this year.' I was mad, now