Thrush, linnet, stare and wren, <br />Brown lark beside the sun, <br />Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk, <br />Birdlime and roving gun. <br />You great-great-grandchildren <br />Of birds I've listened to, <br />I think I robbed your ancestors <br />When I was young as you.<br /><br />John Millington Synge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-glencullen/
