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Srimad Bhagvata Mahapurana: Book 11: Chapter 7: Verses 53-67
Having built a nest on a tree, certain dove lived in a forest With their hearts bound through a forest with its mate, the female dove, for some years. (fair knit their understanding with love and enjoying the pleasures of copulation, understanding, eye with eye and body with body. Free from fear or reserve (in relation to one another), they slept, sat, flew about, stood, chatted, sported and ate together in the rows of trees of that forest. The male. dove, whose senses were out of its control, procured even with (great) hardship whatever enjoyment its mate craved for, inasmuch as the latter gratified it (in every way) and was (in turn) treated with (great) sympathy. Conceiving for the first time, the female bird, who was devoted to the male, laid eggs, when the time came, in the nest by the side of its mate. At the proper time there emerged from the eggs fledglings with delicate limbs (fully) evolved by the inconceivable potencies of Lord Sri Hari (in the form of the Time-Spirit, destiny, nature and so on), and covered with soft down. Hearing their cooing and delighted by their sweet chirping,, the pair, fond as they were of their offsprings, nourished them with (great) affection. The parents derived (great) joy through (the touch of) the feathers, (so) pleasant to touch, (sweet) chirps and charming movements of their happy youngs and their coming forth to meet them. With their hearts knit together by mutual affection and deluded by the Maya (enchanting potency)
of Lord Visnu, the parent birds brought up their young brood with their mind (ever) distracted (through solicitude for them). Desiring food for their offsprings, the pair, that now had a (large) family (to support) went out in search of it, and wandered all about the forest for long. A fowler,who roamed about in the-forest, appeared there by chance and, seeing the little birds sporting near their own nest, spread his net and caught them. (Meanwhile) the male and the female doves, which were always anxious to nourish their progeny andhad gone out (in search of nourishment), returned to their nest with the nourishment. Perceiving its young brood caught in the net and wailing, the female dove felt extremely miserable and flew to them screaming. Bound by (ties of) affection bestowed (on them) more than once through the Maya of the birthless Lord, the female dove, afflicted in mind as she was, forgot that it might likewise be caught in the trap and (even though) seeing the little ones entangled, was caught in the trap itself. Sore distressed to find its offsprings, dearer than itself, caught alongwith its mate, which was as dear (to it) as its own self, the male dove helplessly wailed (as follows):---
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