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And pardon too if they accomplice are, 

 Against the winged Buzzers of the Air. 

 This an old Hornet heard, who in a hollow tree 

 Rested secure, and so perserv'd his JLiberty, 

 Just on the Rivers banck, for there he cou'd 



descry 



Who 'twas prevailed, and who destroy'd the ram- 

 bling flv. 



Profound obeysance to the winged God once made, 

 And Prostrate at his foot-stool, sighing said ; 

 ' Dread Liege, no hopes of Honours, no reward 



I crave, 



* By Duty bound, as your most humble slave, 

 ' I here with sorrow can this loss declare, 

 ' That makes your vast dominions now so bare, 

 ' .Last Night the offspring of my Aged years, 

 ' Would bath in streams, expelling future cares, 

 6 And in the Liquid Element, would play, 

 ' To ease the burden of the Insuing day : 

 ' Dubious what chance my Heirs might soon 



betide, 



' Upon a bough I pearch't, and there espy'd, 

 ' How in the waters, like Icarus in the Air, 

 ' They had forgot the Precept of a Parent dear, 

 ( They stretch their Wings, and spoon afore the 



wind, 

 My Eldest first, and so the rest behind, 



Try 



