Bishop Hatto fearfully hastened away And he crost the Rhine without delay, And reach'd his Tower in the Island and barr'd All the gates secure and hard. He laid him down and closed his eyes→→ He started, and saw two eyes of flame He listen'd and look'd ;-it was only the Cat; For they have swum over the river so deep, Down on his knees the Bishop fell, And faster and faster his beads did he tell, The saw of their teeth without he could hear. And in at the windows and in at the door, They have whetted their teeth against the stones, They gnawed the flesh from every limb R. S. Y. ODE To a PIG, while his Nose was being bored. Hark! hark! that Pig-that Pig! the hideous note, More loud, more dissonant, each moment growsWould one not think the knife was in his throat? And yet they are only boring thro' his nose. You foolish beast, so rudely to withstand Pig! 'tis your master's pleasure-then be still, To man o'er every beast the power was given, You impious beast, be still, and let them bore! The social Pig resigns his natural rights For grains and wash, which man alone can give. Sure is provision on the social plan, Secure the comforts that to each belong: Oh, happy Swine! the impartial sway of man Alike protects the weak Pig and the strong. And you resist! you struggle now because Go to the forest, Piggy, and deplore See how the young Pigs fly from the great Boar, Behold their hourly danger, when who will May hunt or snare or seize them for his food! Oh, happy Pig! whom none presumes to kill Till your protecting master thinks it good! And when, at last, the closing hour of life And, when at last, the death wound yawning wide, To think that for your master's good you die? THEODERIT. |