 | Beasts at law, or zoologian jurisprudence |  |
“The prosecutrix, we are told,
Six years ago first join'd the fold;
Which she found happy and united,
And every member much delighted
With their good shepherd, whom they bring
From court....first chaplain of our king.
He came, with royal honors deck'd,
This flock to foster and protect;
He came, inspired with honest zeal
(In my opinion) for its weal;
To teach them where to rove and feed,
To crop the grass, or shun the weed;
To taste the brook....and never stray,
Lest lurking danger guard the way.
Such was the flock, as Heaven design'd it,
When this pernicious Capra join'd it.
Scarce had she entered, when, behold!
We find a serpent in the fold,
Whose hell-born art of fascination
Was levelled at the highest station;
She mark'd her victim, and began
To prosecute her treacherous plan.
Though, with the sheep, in Erie thrust,
Its waters had not cool'd her lust;
And she her scheme so well pursued,
I marvel Canis wa'n't subdued.
She kiss'd him, to awake desire,
And fed, with richest food, the fire;
On his retirement has intruded,
And to her own the Dog deluded;
In short, combined such charms together,
As might inspire a stupid wether.
Six years ago first join'd the fold;
Which she found happy and united,
And every member much delighted
With their good shepherd, whom they bring
From court....first chaplain of our king.
He came, with royal honors deck'd,
This flock to foster and protect;
He came, inspired with honest zeal
(In my opinion) for its weal;
To teach them where to rove and feed,
To crop the grass, or shun the weed;
To taste the brook....and never stray,
Lest lurking danger guard the way.
Such was the flock, as Heaven design'd it,
When this pernicious Capra join'd it.
Scarce had she entered, when, behold!
We find a serpent in the fold,
Whose hell-born art of fascination
Was levelled at the highest station;
She mark'd her victim, and began
To prosecute her treacherous plan.
Though, with the sheep, in Erie thrust,
Its waters had not cool'd her lust;
And she her scheme so well pursued,
I marvel Canis wa'n't subdued.
She kiss'd him, to awake desire,
And fed, with richest food, the fire;
On his retirement has intruded,
And to her own the Dog deluded;
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As might inspire a stupid wether.
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