'And for, poor bird, thou sing'st not in the day, (1143)
As shaming any eye should thee behold, (1144)
Some dark deep desert, seated from the way, (1145)
That knows not parching heat nor freezing cold, (1146)
Will we find out; and there we will unfold
To creatures stern sad tunes, to change their kinds: (1148)
Since men prove beasts, let beasts bear gentle minds.'