"It is a ridiculous attachment," twittered the other Swallows;

 "she has no money, and far too many relations";and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds.

 Then, when the autumn came they all flew away.

After they had gone  he  felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love.

"She has no conversation," he said,

"and I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind."

 And certainly, whenever the wind blew, the Reed made the most graceful curtseys.

"I admit that she is domestic," he continued,

"but I love traveling , and my wife, consequently, should love traveling also."