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FABLE XV. THE PETITIONERS FOR A DISSOLUTION OF THE PEAR TREE.

A pear-tree fell into disgrace,
Exhausting all its strength in leaves,
An idle occupant of space,
A shelter, and a den for thieves,
For birds, perpetually merry,
As long as there was plumb or cherry,
The Orchard, in an ill condition,
Complain'd to Colin they were plunder'd;
To their long grumbling petition,
He only shook his head and wonder'd;
But took at last a resolution,
To cut the useless Pear-tree down.
This was a right of dissolution,
Inherent clearly in the Clown.
Colin in short the ax apply'd,
And made a rupture in the Tree;
When lo! there issued from its side
In streams, the labours of the Bee.

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As Henry the Eighth replied,
Sweetheart—Good Catharine, he cried,
You go, said he, at a fine rate;
I vow, you're in a pleasant vein:
Continue in this humour, Kate,
The birds and you shall both remain.
How could they ever sing so sweet,
If our poor birds had naught to eat?
Remain, said he; our humours suit,
Your honey overpays their fruit.