And take the sun and air, The sun yet warms his native ground — The Dodo is not there! The voice which used to squawk and squeak Is now for ever dumb — You may you see his bones and beak All in the Mu-se-um.


Complete Verse, The Dodo (p. 238), G. Duckworth. 1970


And take the sun and air, The sun yet warms his native ground — The Dodo is not there! The voice which used to squawk and squeak Is now for ever...

And take the sun and air, The sun yet warms his native ground — The Dodo is not there! The voice which used to squawk and squeak Is now for ever...

And take the sun and air, The sun yet warms his native ground — The Dodo is not there! The voice which used to squawk and squeak Is now for ever...

And take the sun and air, The sun yet warms his native ground — The Dodo is not there! The voice which used to squawk and squeak Is now for ever...