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Much controversy straight arose,
You laugh-'tis well-The tale applied
Mrs. (NOW LADY) THROCK MORTON'S
¥e nymphs! if e'er your eyes were red With tears o'er hapless favourites shed,
O share Maria's grief! Her favourite, even in his cage, (What will not hunger's cruel rage?)
Assassined by a thief.
Where Rhenus strays his vines among, The egg was laid from which he sprung,
And though ly nature mute, Or only with a whistle blest, Well-taught he all the sounds express'd
Of flagelet or flute.
The honours of his ebon poll
His bosom of the hue
sweep up all the dew.
LADY TAROCKMORTON'S BULFINCH.
Above, below, in all the house,
No cat had leave to dwell;
of smoothest-shaven'wood, Large-built and latticed well.
Well-latticed—but the grate, alas!
For Bully's plumage sake,
The swains their baskets make. .
Night veiled the pole. All seemed secure.
Subsistence to provide,
And badger-coloured hide.
He, entering at the study.door,
· And something in the wind Conjectured, sniffing round and round, Better than all the books he found,
Food chiefly for the mind.
Just then, by adverse fate impressed,
Arat, fast clinging to the cage,
Awoke and found it true.
For, aided both by car and scent,
Ah, muse! forbear to speak
He left poor Bully's beak,
He left it--but he should haye ta'r:?;
Of such mellifluous tone,
Fast set within his own.
Maria weeps The Muses mourn
On Thracian Hebrus' side
The cruel death he died.
The rose had been washed, just washed in a shower,
Which Mary to Anna conveyed,
The plentiful moisture incumbered the flower,
And weighed down its beautiful head.
The cup was all filled, and the leaves were all wet,
And it seemed to a fanciful view, To weep
for the buds it had left with regret, On the flourishing bush where it grew.
I hastily seized it, unfit as it was,
For a nosegay, so dripping and drowned,
I snapped it, it fell to the ground.
Some act by the delicate mind,
Already to sorrow resigned.
Might have bloonied with its owner a while, And the tear, that is wiped with a little address,
May be followed perhaps by a smile.
Man yet mistakes his way,