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Poor little bird the chase is ended	A
No longer hast thou cause for fear	B
Within these walls thou art befriended	C
No sportsmen can molest thee here	D
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Without they doubtless still await thee	E
And scan with eager eyes the sky	F
Sweet winsome thing how can they hate thee	E
Why should they wish to see thee die	F
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So limp and helpless wilt thou never	G
Recover from thy fear and flight	H
How breathless was thy last endeavor	G
To reach this shelter when in sight	H
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Thou tremblest still as I approach thee	E
Do I too seem like all the rest	I
Thy timid liquid eyes reproach me	E
Alas there's blood upon thy breast	I
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Nay fear not birdling let me gently	E
Uplift and hold thee in my hand	J
Thou gazest on me so intently	E
Thou must my motive understand	J
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Thy downy breast is pierced and bleeding	K
This wing will never rise again	L
In vain thy look so wild and pleading	K
I cannot cure or ease thy pain	M
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Too well the hunters have succeeded	A
Thy little life is ebbing fast	N
My presence now is all unheeded	C
'Tis over thou art dead at last	N
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Yet thus within my garden dying	K
Thy fate hath caused me less regret	O
Than that of all thy comrades lying	K
Half dead and mangled in the net	O
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Where are they all who crossed so gladly	E
The lofty Alps to seek the sun	P
Still lives thy mate to mourn thee sadly	E
Or is her life course also run	P
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Within the voiceless empyrean	P
No birds are passing on the breeze	Q
No songster lifts its joyous paean	P
And silent stand my empty trees	Q
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For at the base of every mountain	P
Where southward moving birds repose	R
In every grove at every fountain	P
Lurk merciless insatiate foes	R
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With cruel craft those foes surround them	S
Ensnaring hundreds in a day	T
Indifferent if they tear and wound them	S
Proud only of the heaps they slay	T
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What care these brutes if songs of rapture	G
From thrush and lark are no more heard	U
What matter if their modes of capture	G
Denude the land of every bird	U
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Whole regions where they once abounded	C
Are now as silent as the tomb	V
The birds have vanished slain or wounded	A
Pursued by thousands to their doom	V
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Meanwhile since Earth itself is blighted	C
The Nemesis of Nature wakes	W
Her flawless balance must be righted	C
If Ceres gives she also takes	W
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Still worse a moral degradation	P
Thus cradled vitiates the race	X
Among the rising generation	P
A lust for slaughter grows apace	X
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Even children kill the birds thus captured	U
And since none censures or withstands	Y
They seize the tiny skulls enraptured	U
To crush them in their blood smeared hands	Y
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See yonder lad with tethered linnet	Z
Its frail legs raw from rasping strings	A2
A carriage comes he flings within it	Z
The tortured bird to sell its wings	A2
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And oft as it may be rejected	C
The little victim mad with thirst	B2
Is jerked back well nigh vivisected	B2
Till pain and hunger do their worst	B2
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Beware harsh man and heartless woman	P
Beneath you swells a threatening flood	B2
If you and yours remain inhuman	P
It yet may drown you in your blood	B2
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You smile and call this sentimental	C2
You will not smile in later times	D2
For cruelty so fundamental	C2
Already breeds the worst of crimes	D2

John L. Stoddard

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