How can the bird compete with us, when such a voice comes beaming from the open mouth, a golden ray, once confused as the very soul, an animal of sweetest sound, best of all animals, who dances with joy and festivity in earthly delights. This life loving animal, living is a pleasure and seeks that all he encounters has caught that ambrosia he perfumes, intoxicating all in life loving pleasure. Whom can dance upon all sorrow ‘til that too is an earthly delight. It’s bacchus week. Animal most beautiful, who takes good cheer in all things.