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• But, now, ere farther I proceed, • Myself will own each doubtful deed. • I've done; e'en I, who sit as Judge, • From this dread ordeal must not budge; • And, where I've err’d, for nought I'll mask, 'I pardon of dread justice ask. • I've chickens eaten now and then, * Many's the time and oft an hen; • But mine's a frame of fragile make; Study and public business shake
So much my nerves, that, without question, • I've hurt the organs of digestion. * And hence a doctor sage decreed • I ever must on white meat feed;
I've grey and green geese ate, but, mark, “ 'Twas when I caught them in the dark; . And there's a proverb sets me right, " All colour'd cats are grey at night.' • Hence you'll allow I had 20 mean mete • To prove them white, or grey, or green meat. • Ducks, as strong meat, the sage forbid, * And did I eat 'em? yes, I did . I one day ate fine ducks a dozen, • Which for the spit next day were chosen ; . So dead in law was ev'ry creature, • And dead in law is dead in nature ; **Disclaim'd by nature and by law, • Nonentity proves no faux pas. • As sick folks must have white meat pickings, • This clears me of the hen and chickens;
• An old game cock I chanc'd to stuff, • Who for white meat, was much too tough ; . But then his conduct cost him life, • With all he liy'd in endless strife;. • Was of the place the very pest, • From day-break let no creature rest; * And, since the hour I stopp'd his tongue, • Sleep has on ev'ry eye-lid hung ; • Studious and sick their thanks afford, * Refresh'd are those, and these restor'd.
Such good produc'd, let casuist's skill • Prove, if it can, the action ill ; "I can't, I own, who right ne'er wrench; • But, Lord Chief Justice of the Bench, 'I wish to prove my hands are clean
Before more cases intervene ; • For, when the fount of judgment's pure, • Justice may all concern'd ensure.' Thus his own case the judge submitted, And was, as you'd foresee, acquitted.
Proceed, ’he cried-a trembling Ass Stepp'd forth, and said It came to pass • One day to market as I bore
Some cabbages,-it goads me sore! * But hunger tempted, and I ate; • I hope'--You hope !' infuriate With zeal and justice, Fox replied, • You hope! The worst of all I've tried : - Your master's cabbages to eat! * Monstrous ; your death shall soon defeat
* The plague, which doubtless here was sent, • For such a crime, small punishment !
The quivering Ass-My dearest Sir, • Indeed too harshly you infer; trans • I only ate the leaves.'—' 0, shame!.. , • Caitiff, is not the act the same ? • But eat the leaves ! shall that avail ? * That spoil'd the cabbages for sale.'
. Alas!' the Ass near famish'd, I • No other way could want supply: ; ils . And e'en your lordship has declar'd, 4, 003? • (And who to controvert has dar'
! • Your dread decree ?) that 'tis no flaw, * (Necessity allow'd no law :30. 7 . · When it impels) our wasting wants to • To gratify with what chance grants.
Insolent!!-th' upright Judge rejoin'd,, • Your sin is of the blackest kind ; snites • These gentlemen had errors, true, che • But have excuse; there's none for you.
Ingratitude your crime encreas'd;: porcijas. • Your master found your daily feast, 5 * And you repay the hand that fed • By eating up his daily bread! biriyor * Of all the crimes by nature nurs'
. • Ingratitude's proclaim'd the worst! - HBO ..That vice can never be defended;
• You die !!---his death the judgment ended,
THE BOY, THE CAT AND THE YOUNG BIRDS,
By Mary Anne Davis.
Sweet is in spring the mellow note
l Yet there are miscreants who delight olen These creatures' fondest hopes to blight;
Who plunder ev'ry nest they find,
Oh! if to any of my friends
A Boy of this destroying taste