Their fentiments fo well expreffed All paired, and each pair built a neft. But though the birds were thus in hafte, Themselves were chilled, their eggs were addled; Grew quarrelfome, and pecked each other, Parted without the leaft regret, INSTRUCTION. Miffes! the tale that I relate This leffon feems to carry Choose not alone a proper mate, } THE DOG AND THE WATER-LILY. NO FABLE. THE noon was shady, and foft airs When, 'fcaped from literary cares, My spaniel, prettieft of his race, (Two nymphs* adorned with every grace That spaniel found for me) Now wantoned loft in flags and reeds, Now ftarting into fight Pursued the fwallow o'er the meads It was the time when Ouse displayed And one I wished my own. * Sir Robert Gunaing's daughters. With cane extended far I fought To fteer it close to land; But ftill the prize, though nearly caught, Escaped my eager hand. Beau marked my unsuccessful pains With fixt confiderate face, And puzzling fat his puppy brains But with a chirrup clear and ftrong, I thence withdrew, and followed long My ramble finished, I returned, Beau trotting far before The floating wreath again difcerned, I faw him with that lily cropped My quick approach, and foon he dropped Charmed with the fight, the world, I cried, But chief myself I will enjoin, To fhew a love as prompt as thine THE POET, THE OYSTER, AND SENSITIVE PLANT. AN Oyfter, caft upon the shore, Ah, hapless wretch! condemned to dwell For ever in my native shell; Ordained to move when others please, I envy that unfeeling shrub, The plant he meant grew not far off, And felt the fneer with fcorn enough; Was hurt, difgufted, mortified, And with afperity replied. |