All Winged Creatures I Have Loved
All the winged creatures I have loved!
And when, a child, I ‘neath the thicket roved,
I from their nests the little birds conveyed—
At first, of reeds I cages for them made,
Where, mid green mosses, I to tame them tried.
Later, I used to leave the windows wide:
They flew not off, or if the woods their choice,
Still they returned whene’er they heard my voice.
A dove and I long lived in friendliness!
Now I the art of taming souls possess.
Victor Marie Hugo