Birds, the free tenants of earth, air, and ocean, 
						 Their forms all symmetry, their motions grace, 
						  In plumage delicate and beautiful, 
							  Thick without burthen; close as fish's scales,  
						    Or loose as full blown poppies on the gale;  
							 	 	With wings that seem as they'd a soul within them,  
							     They bear their owners with such sweet en-chantment.    	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 	 
						(James Montgomery) 
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