bob-o'-link

"To dance with you, of course and to drink the old man's cider -- what else should I come for, little bob-o'-link?"

The Old Homestead Ann S. Stephens

It must have been summer for I remember a bird hanging in a cage in the sunshine, a bob-o'-link it was, he had caught it in the woods.

The Ghost Girl 1907

The roses were blossoming and the pinks were sweet, in the old-fashioned flower garden in front of the house; and the smell of the hay came from the fields where mowers were busy, and the trill of a bob-o'-link sounded in the meadow.

A Red Wallflower Susan Warner 1852

I wonder where that summer day's gone to, and the bob-o'-link -- 'pears to me we aren't even memories, for memories live and we don't. "

The Ghost Girl 1907