The Hind and the Panther.
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As Heav'ns Trustees before the Peoples choice:
Tho' sure the Panther did not much rejoyce
To hear those Echo's giv'n of her once Loyal voice.
Tho' sure the Panther did not much rejoyce
To hear those Echo's giv'n of her once Loyal voice.
The Matron woo'd her Kindness to the last,
But cou'd not win; her hour of Grace was past.
Whom thus persisting when she could not bring
To leave the Woolf, and to believe her King,
She gave Her up, and fairly wish'd her Joy
Of her late Treaty with her new Ally:
Which well she hop'd wou'd more successfull prove,
Than was the Pigeons, and the Buzzards love.
The Panther ask'd, what concord there cou'd be
Betwixt two kinds whose Natures disagree?
The Dame reply'd, 'Tis sung in ev'ry Street,
The common chat of Gossips when they meet:
But, since unheard by you, 'tis worth your while
To take a wholesome Tale, tho' told in homely stile.
But cou'd not win; her hour of Grace was past.
Whom thus persisting when she could not bring
To leave the Woolf, and to believe her King,
She gave Her up, and fairly wish'd her Joy
Of her late Treaty with her new Ally:
Which well she hop'd wou'd more successfull prove,
Than was the Pigeons, and the Buzzards love.
The Panther ask'd, what concord there cou'd be
Betwixt two kinds whose Natures disagree?
The Dame reply'd, 'Tis sung in ev'ry Street,
The common chat of Gossips when they meet:
But, since unheard by you, 'tis worth your while
To take a wholesome Tale, tho' told in homely stile.
A
