Jaganath Pundit

The Kokil singing 'midst a flock of crows,His melody in tuneful warblings shows,And while the pow'r of harmony displays,The verdant groves re-echo forth hislays;The Foresters enchanted by his song,Indignant drive away the sable throng,That no vile croaker of the kawing raae,Should near the vocal stranger hold a place.