And right toward the favour'd place Juft reach'd it when the fun was fet. Your hermit, young and jovial firs! Prefents it deck'd with ev'ry hue Ere long, approach life's evening fhades, Attendant at the fenior's fide- To urge the fruitless chase be loft, Must be decided by the worth Of that which call'd his ardour forth. Is paid, at least in peace of mind, A brighter prize than that he meant THE FAITHFUL FRIEND. THE green-house is my fummer feat; Two goldfinches, whofe fprightly fong They fang, as blithe as finches fing Strangers to liberty, 'tis true, But that delight they never knew, But nature works in ev'ry breast ; And Dick felt fome defires, A pafs between his wires. The open windows feem'd to invite The freeman to a farewell flight; But Tom was ftill confin'd; And Dick, although his way was clear, For, fettling on his grated roof, Nor would forfake his cage at last, 'Till gently feiz'd, I fhut him faft, A pris'ner as before. Oh ye, who never knew the joys Of Friendship, fatisfied with noise, Fandango, ball and rout! Blush, when I tell you how a bird, PAIRING TIME ANTICIPATED. A FABLE. I SHALL not afk Jean Jacques Rouffeau *, 'Tis clear that they were always able Muft have a moft uncommon skull. It chanc'd then, on a winter's day, But warm and bright, and calm as May, The birds, conceiving a defign To forestal sweet St. Valentine, In many an orchard, copfe, and grove, * It was one of the whimsical speculations of this philosopher, that all fables which ascribe reafon and speech to animals should be withheld from children, as being only vehicles of deception. But what child was ever deceived by them, or can be, against the evidence of his fenfes ? |