human
Sometimes, when the winds are very strong, the sea-doves are blown far inland. Sometimes they find their way back to the sea. But there are other times when they do not return.
gpt
And where is your own nest, O Great Blue Heron?
human
Soon there will be four ugly, helpless birdlings, who will sit up and cry for food. It will be at least three weeks after they are hatched before they will try to wade out into these flat sea-marshes. I shall have to let no fish escape me, if I do not wish the fledglings to starve.
gpt
You do not think your babies pretty?
human
No, said the heron, truthfully,
gpt
Yes, said Phyllis,
human
I have seen your picture many a time. In mother's room is a large screen and on it is your likeness embroidered in silks. The long green grasses are growing about you in the picture. One foot is drawn up and your head is drawn down between your shoulders just as it now is.
gpt
That is the way to rest,
human
What were you doing here?
gpt
I was fishing, said the great blue heron.
human
It is the one thing I delight in. From morning till night--
gpt
My brother Jack--
human
But see, Phyllis, the sun has set, and I have not yet had my supper. I really must leave you!