From tomb to tomb unweary'd I parade; "When thoughtless crowds their worldly cares pursue The books, the cushion, cassock, and the gown, When wild schismatics from her altars flee, Are birds of prey by partial love preferr'd, While constant churchmen lose their just reward? Shall strolling guests a sov'reign bounty share While I have paid my constant visits there? 'Shall eagles rise, and thus in favour shine, Nor do I claim to wear the crown alone; 'Tis due to you, and due to ev'ry one. Shall foes, like them, be free from age to age, While we are coop'd and perch'd in Babel's cage? Let each advise what method to pursue, So spake the Bat; and clos'd with pensive mood, "Your goodness is as a morning cloud; and as the early dew it goeth away," Hos. vi. 4. THE TIME-SERVER, AND HIS CONVENIENT PROFESSION. THE Cuckow to apologize began As being not a native of the land, Not forward he in this rebellious stir, 'Tis I, my friends, of all that use the wing, 'I make the heart of man himself rejoice; 'I ever sound my own deserved fame, 'While others choose to stand immod❜rate heat, Not made to bear the heat of summer's noon, 'With toil of wing I fly from north to south; And never err, but always tell the truth. Merit I claim, for merit is my due, As all will own my yearly message true. 'These isles I rang'd from May to Midsummer, When Britain knew no wise astronomer. I never kept my news or seasons back, Nor was I led by Robin's Almanack. By rules of law I take my rural flight, And all have own'd my just predictions right. Intemp'rate climes and seasons I detest; A moderate profession is the best: I go my constant circuit once a year, And scorn those airy flights that end in fear. Your transient friend construes your measures hard That men like you from honours are debarr'd. Exert your skill, defend your common cause; And make them soar by statutes, rules, and laws. • If martial deeds throughout the world must ring, How you have fought your peers on even wing; Lest light confound, or pinion fail in air, Let me advise to place a tower near.' "Doth the Eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high? She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place. From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off. Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she," Job xxxix. 27-30. THE LIBERTY, SAFETY, AND FOOD, OF THE SAINT. WILT thou presume to hold Jehovah's hand, She makes the stable rock her residence, And always takes her distant views from thence: Eternal day can hardly 'scape her eyes, And feeds her young with rich and heav'nly food, She soars above the rattling of the spear; THE REVENGEFUL LEGALIST. FORTH came the Bittern, brushing through the throng, 'Shall Eagles rise, and leave us in the lurch, Who neither guard the wood nor range the church; While others, faithful to their legal charge, Proclaim their merit to the world at large? 'Defy their talons, and their warlike beak; 'In nervous strains, on measures deep concert; |