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Speculations on a Sparrow's Nest, in the Skull of Baillie the Robber.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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Speculations on a Sparrow's Nest, in the Skull of Baillie the Robber.

Brave Baillie, thou'rt a Miracle to me,
Two Worlds are deeply Debitor to thee;

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The Lawyers got thy Cash, the Devil thy Soul,
Thy awful Reliques now adorns this Pole.
Strange useful Man! even hanging in these Chains,
Thy Head's a Druggist's Shop, the Doctors stole thy Brains,
Thy salutif'rous Skull doth Vigour give,
Bold Man! you dy'd that we might longer live.
Rogues tremble when thy bleached Bones they see,
You preach Repentance from that awful Tree,
Birds fly from other Men, but flock to thee.
And deepest Wisdom shines in what they do,
They only live by stealing, so did you;
In Gratitude they visit their Relation,
Love you so well you are their Habitation,
They in thy Pericranium build their Nest,
And there they hatch their Young, and there they live at Rest.
Sound may they sleep exalted in the Air,
The plund'ring School-boys dare not venture there.
The silly Swallows David did envy,
Who in their Beds did round the Altars ly;
But you are wondrous wise in what you do,
No Man alive will ever envy you.
Your Offspring will be very wise and vain,
And foolish Man have reason to complain,
We're Children of the Womb, they're Children of the Brain.