Those passing strange and wondrous (birds) Manueques.
(Wond’rous indeed, if Sea, or Earth, or Sky,
Saw ever wonder swim, or goe, or fly)
None knowes their Nest, none knowes the dam that breeds them;
Foodless they live; for th’ Aire alonely feeds them:
Wingless they fly; and yet their flight extends,
Till with their flight, their unknown live’s-date ends.”
Snow Birds.
But we must leave warm climes, and birds of Paradise, and speak of “Birds shut up under the Snow.”
