Awd Isaac The Steeplechase, and Other Poems; With a Glossary of the Yorkshire Dialect. By John Castillo |
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TO A SQUIRREL IN A CAGE. |
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TO A SQUIRREL IN A CAGE.
Little spinner, blithe and gay,
Dancing thus thy life away!
A King his palace might resign,
For a couch as soft as thine!
Dancing thus thy life away!
A King his palace might resign,
For a couch as soft as thine!
Thou canst choose, as suits thee best,
When to toil, and when to rest:
Free from earthly care and strife,
Merrily doth pass thy life.
When to toil, and when to rest:
Free from earthly care and strife,
Merrily doth pass thy life.
Ere the day begins to dawn,
Thou art at thy work alone;
By the early riser seen,
Turning round thy light machine.
Thou art at thy work alone;
By the early riser seen,
Turning round thy light machine.
Quick thou tip'st the slender wires,
Which more art than strength requires;—
Be the weather foul or fair,
Heart and foot are light as air!
Which more art than strength requires;—
Be the weather foul or fair,
Heart and foot are light as air!
Joyful in thy little jail,
Thou dost spread thy bushy tail:
Playing many a curious prank,
Tumbling like a mountebank!
Thou dost spread thy bushy tail:
Playing many a curious prank,
Tumbling like a mountebank!
When awful thunders o'er thee break,
And earth's foundations seem to shake,
Free from terror and dismay,
Thou heed'st it not, but spin'st away.
And earth's foundations seem to shake,
Free from terror and dismay,
Thou heed'st it not, but spin'st away.
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Separated now for good,
From thy cronies of the wood,
Thou no more dost wander free,
Skipping light from tree to tree.
From thy cronies of the wood,
Thou no more dost wander free,
Skipping light from tree to tree.
Though once with thee things better went,
Thou seemest happy and content,
If some kind friend supply thy lack,
By giving thee a nut to crack.
Thou seemest happy and content,
If some kind friend supply thy lack,
By giving thee a nut to crack.
And when thou hast it in thy paw,
In face of either friend or foe,
The beamings of thine eye impart
The motions of a grateful heart.
In face of either friend or foe,
The beamings of thine eye impart
The motions of a grateful heart.
Alone, confin'd within thy cage,
Thou fearest not the battle's rage;
Of courage bold, and action brave,
Though in prison—thou'rt not a slave!
Thou fearest not the battle's rage;
Of courage bold, and action brave,
Though in prison—thou'rt not a slave!
If life is spared, some other day,
When I shall chance to come this way,
A present unto thee I'll bring,
Thou bonny, little woodland thing!
When I shall chance to come this way,
A present unto thee I'll bring,
Thou bonny, little woodland thing!
Little spinner, blithe and gay,
Dancing thus thy life away!
A Queen her palace might resign,
For a pillow soft as thine!
Dancing thus thy life away!
A Queen her palace might resign,
For a pillow soft as thine!
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