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A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes | ||
A SIMILE.
By the Same.
What village but has often seen
The clumsy shape, the frightful mien,
Tremendous claws, and shagged hair,
Of that grim brute, yclep'd a Bear?
He from his dam, as wits agree,
Receiv'd the curious form you see;
Who with her plastic tongue alone
Produc'd a visage like her own.
By which they hint, in mystic fashion,
The powerful force of education.
The clumsy shape, the frightful mien,
Tremendous claws, and shagged hair,
Of that grim brute, yclep'd a Bear?
He from his dam, as wits agree,
Receiv'd the curious form you see;
Who with her plastic tongue alone
Produc'd a visage like her own.
By which they hint, in mystic fashion,
The powerful force of education.
Perhaps yon rural tribe is viewing,
E'en now, the strange exploits of Bruin;
Who plays his anticks, roars aloud,
The wonder of a gaping crowd!
E'en now, the strange exploits of Bruin;
Who plays his anticks, roars aloud,
The wonder of a gaping crowd!
So have I known an aukward lad,
Whose birth has made a parish glad,
Forbid, for fear of sense, to roam;
And taught by kind mamma at home;
Who gives him many a well-try'd rule,
With ways and means—to play the fool.
In sense the same, in stature higher,
He shines, ere long, a rural squire;
Pours forth unwitty jokes, and swears,
And bawls and drinks—but chiefly stares!
His tenants of superior sense
Carouse and laugh at his expence;
And sure the pastime I'm relating
Must prove as pleasant as Bear-baiting.
Whose birth has made a parish glad,
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And taught by kind mamma at home;
Who gives him many a well-try'd rule,
With ways and means—to play the fool.
In sense the same, in stature higher,
He shines, ere long, a rural squire;
Pours forth unwitty jokes, and swears,
And bawls and drinks—but chiefly stares!
His tenants of superior sense
Carouse and laugh at his expence;
And sure the pastime I'm relating
Must prove as pleasant as Bear-baiting.
A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes | ||