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THE FEATHER TURNED FINERY.
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THE FEATHER TURNED FINERY.
One morning an ostrich returning with glee,
From laying her eggs in the sand,
Trotted under the boughs of a mulberry tree,
Where a silk-worm was weaving her band.
From laying her eggs in the sand,
Trotted under the boughs of a mulberry tree,
Where a silk-worm was weaving her band.
“Good day,” said the worm, wishing much to be heard,
“Any news in the papers, my dear?”
“Who's there—is it you, my good friend?” said the bird;
“Why no, not a line that I hear:
“Any news in the papers, my dear?”
“Who's there—is it you, my good friend?” said the bird;
“Why no, not a line that I hear:
“Except;—yes I met with one comical thing,
“(Design'd I suppose for a skit),
“An account of a feather I brush'd from my wing,
“Because it was ruffled and split:
“(Design'd I suppose for a skit),
“An account of a feather I brush'd from my wing,
“Because it was ruffled and split:
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“And a cone of old silk you had dropt to the ground,
“(Choice articles both, I confess),
“That one of those great human creatures had found,
“And made somehow into a dress:
“(Choice articles both, I confess),
“That one of those great human creatures had found,
“And made somehow into a dress:
“And when it was finish'd, (you would not suppose
“Such queer unaccountable pride),
“The creature imagin'd, because of its clothes,
“'Twas better than any beside!
“Such queer unaccountable pride),
“The creature imagin'd, because of its clothes,
“'Twas better than any beside!
“It walk'd to and fro for its fellows to see,
“And turn'd up its nose at the croud,
“As if it forgot, little cousin, that we,
“Had really best right to be proud!”
“And turn'd up its nose at the croud,
“As if it forgot, little cousin, that we,
“Had really best right to be proud!”
“He! he!—why you don't tell me so,” said the worm;
“Ha! ha!” said the bird, “but I do.”
“But I keep you from dinner; good day to you, ma'am,
“Mind,—I don't tell the story for true.”
“Ha! ha!” said the bird, “but I do.”
“But I keep you from dinner; good day to you, ma'am,
“Mind,—I don't tell the story for true.”
A.
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