His arriving at Cambridge wet, when no rain [May 1793.] Ir Gideon's fleece, which drench'd with dew he found A TALE. [June 1793.] IN Scotland's realm where trees are few, Nor even shrubs abound; But where, however bleak the view, Some better things are found, For Husband there and Wife may boast Their union undefil'd, And false ones are as rare almost As hedge-rows in the wild. In Scotland's realm forlorn and bare This hist'ry of a wedded Pair, The spring drew near, each felt a breast With genial instinct fill'd; They pair'd, and would have built a nest, But found not where to build. The heaths uncover'd and the moors Sea-beaten rocks, and naked shores Long time a breeding-place they sought, Till both grew vext and tired; At length a ship arriving brought The good so long desired. A ship?---could such a restless thing Or was the merchant charged to bring The homeless birds a nest? Hush---Silent hearers profit most--- Prov'd kinder to them than the coast, But such a tree! 'twas shaven deal, And had a hollow with a wheel Through which the tackle pass'd. Within that cavity aloft Their roofless home they fix'd, Form'd with materials neat and soft, Bents, wool, and feathers mixt. Four iv'ry eggs soon pave its floor, With russet specks bedight--The vessel weighs, forsakes the shore, And lessens to the sight. The mother-bird is gone to sea, As she had chang'd her kind; But goes the male? Far wiser he No--Soon as from ashore he saw The winged mansion move, He flew to reach it, by a law Then perching at his consort's side The billows and the blast defied, The seaman with sincere delight Scarce less exulting in the sight For seamen much believe in signs, Hail, honoured land! a desart where Not even birds can hide, Yet parent of this loving pair Whom nothing could divide. And ye who, rather than resign Were not afraid to plough the brine For whose lean country much disdain Be it your fortune, year by year, This tale is founded on an article of intelligence which the author found in the BuckinghamshireHerald, for Saturday, June 1, 1793, in the following words. Glasgow, May 23. In a block, or pulley, near the head of the mast of a gabert, now lying at the Broomielaw, there is a chaffinch's nest and four eggs. The nest was built while the vessel lay at Greenock, and was followed hither by both birds. Though the block is occasionally lowered for the inspection of the curious, the birds have not forsaken the nest. The cock however visits the nest but seldom, while the hen never leaves it, but when she descends to the hull for food. |