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THE MAGPIE's NEST. A FABLE.
In a fable of old 'tis express’d,
Little house for young birds, called a nest.
You might hear it on every bough sung, “Now no longer upon the rough ground
Will fond mothers brood over their young. “For the magpie with exquisite skill
Has invented a moss-cover'd cell,
In the utmost security dwell.”
“ Let us fly to the magpie, my dear ; If she will but teach us the way,
A nest we will build us up here. “ It's a thing that's close arch'd over head, .
With a hole made to creep out and in; We, my bird, might make such a bed,
If we only knew how to begin.” To the magpie soon ev'ry bird went,
And in modest terms made their request,
That she would he pleased to consent
To teach them to build up a nest. ·
She replied, “I will show you the way,
So observe every thing that I do. First two sticks ’cross each other I lay
“ To be sure," said the crow; why, I knew
“ It must be begun with two sticks,
And I thought that they crossed should be." : Said the pie, “ Then some straw and moss mix,
In the way you now see done by me.”
“Oyes, certainly,” said the jackdaw,
“ That must follow of course, I have thought; Though I never before building saw,
I guess'd that without being taught.”
“More moss, straw, and feathers, I place,
In this manner,” continued the pie. “ Yes, no doubt, madam, that is the case ; . Though no builder myself, so thought I.”
* Whatever she taught them beside,
In his turn every bird of thein said, Though the nest-making art he ne'er tried,
He had just such a thought in his head. i
Still the pie went on showing her art,
Till a nest she had built up half way;
But in anger went flutt'ring away.
As she perch'd o'er their heads on a tree:
Pray, why carae you to learn it of me?"
He with silent submission should hear;
The effect to this day does appear;
Her charming warm canopy view,
A nightingale, that all day long
Began to feel, as well he might,
Hence, jarring sectaries may learn
That brother should not wär with brother,
Peace, both the duty and the prize in
A BIRTH-DAY THOUGHT.
Can I deserve thy care ?
To bounties, which I share.
From dangers and from death; Been safe preserv'd from ev'ry ill
E'er since thou gav'st me breath? I live once more to see the day
That brought me first to light ;