Soon there were birds singing everywhere-robins in the apple orchard, an oriole in the elm tree, swallows flashing through the farmyard, bluebirds and yellowbirds on every side.
"Bobby of Cloverfield Farm"
Helen Fuller Orton
The brush and trees were full of song-yellowbirds, linnets, chewinks, doves, wrens, and, best of all, a song sparrow,-bless his heart!
"A-Birding on a Bronco"
Florence A. Merriam
An' butterflies, they wuz-an' hummin'-birds- An' yellowbirds an' bluebirds-yes, an' red!
"A Child-World"
James Whitcomb Riley