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 And as I walked on further into the wood, I met other birds, but they were a sad sight, they looked so poor and miserable, destitute and sick, having lost most of their feathers; and I observed that the other birds took no notice of them, except to avoid them.

I went still further into the wood, and came very soon to a large open space, surrounded by trees, and in the midst an aviary filled with birds, but they sang very differently from those I had just left. These latter sung the sweetest songs, so soft and so solemn, yet so clear and full. The doors of the aviary I noticed were