Excerpt from Birds and the War"Think, every morning when the sun peeps throughThe dim, leaf-latticed windows of the grove, How jubilant the happy birds renewTheir old, melodious madrigals of love!And when you think of this, remember too'Tis always morning somewhere, and aboveThe awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore, "You slay them all I and wherefore? for the gainOf a scant handful more or less of wheat, Or rye, or barley, or some other grain.Scratched up at random by industrious feet, Searching for worm or weevil after rain IOr a few cherries, that are not so sweetAs are the songs these uninvited guestsSing at their feast with comfortable breasts.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.