FISH-HAWK, OR OSPREY. 



She rears her young on yonder tree, 



She leaves her faithful mate to mind 'em; 

 Like us, for fish, she sails to sea. 



And, plunging, shews us where to find 'em. 

 Yo ho, my hearts ! let's seek the deep. 

 Ply ev'ry oar and cheerly wish her. 

 While the slow bending net we sweep, 



" God bless the Fish-Hawk and the fisher! 



