ABSTRACT
THE Skylark, Alauda Arvenis, is every where known, and is every where a favourite, from his cheerful and animating notes, which he utters as he rises in the air, or hangs there singing above the clouds. The poets have been as fond of celebrating this bird as the nightingale. Nor is the less refined epicure without his partiality for Larks, when assembling in large flocks during the winter they become very fat, and make a very good figure on the table.
