He would declare and could himself believe <br />That the birds there in all the garden round <br />From having heard the daylong voice of Eve <br />Had added to their own an oversound, <br />Her tone of meaning but without the words. <br />Admittedly an eloquence so soft <br />Could only have had an influence on birds <br />When call or laughter carried it aloft. <br />Be that as may be, she was in their song. <br />Moreover her voice upon their voices crossed <br />Had now persisted in the woods so long <br />That probably it never would be lost. <br />Never again would birds' song be the same. <br />And to do that to birds was why she came.<br /><br />Robert Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-again-would-bird-s-song-be-the-same/
