Streams from Helicon Or, Poems On Various Subjects. In Three Parts. By Alexander Pennecuik ... The Second Edition. Enter'd in Stationer's Hall |
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To him, with frowning Looks, the Olive spoke,
“Go, Myrmidon, to some aspiring Oak,
“Bred in the Knacks of King-Craft from his Youth,
“Who's Sinewy Arms protects the under Growth:
“Strong Bon'd, and fit for toilsom War is he,
“But, what am I, a simple puny Tree.
“In my paternal Acres safe I dwell,
“I laugh at Courts, I hate them worse than Hell,
“I never saw a Court, nor never shall.
“Go, Myrmidon, to some aspiring Oak,
“Bred in the Knacks of King-Craft from his Youth,
“Who's Sinewy Arms protects the under Growth:
“Strong Bon'd, and fit for toilsom War is he,
“But, what am I, a simple puny Tree.
“In my paternal Acres safe I dwell,
“I laugh at Courts, I hate them worse than Hell,
“I never saw a Court, nor never shall.
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