A SPANIEL, bred with all the care That waits upon a fav'rite heir, Ne'er felt correction's rigid hand; Indulg'd to disobey command, In pamper'd ease his hours were spent; He never knew what learning meant; Such forward airs, so pert, so smart, Were sure to win his lady's heart, Each little mischief gain'd him praise; How pretty were his fawning ways! The wind was south, the morning fair, He ventures forth to take the air; He ranges all the meadow round, And rolls upon the softest ground; When near him a Cameleon seen Was scarce distinguish'd from the green. Dear emblem of the flatt'ring host, What live with clowns, a genius lost! To citys and the court repair, A fortune cannot fail thee there; Preferment shall thy talents crown. Believe me, friend; I know the town. Sir, says the sycophant, like you, Of old, politer life I knew; Like you, a courtier born and bred, Kings lean'd their ear to what I said, My whisper always met success, The ladys prais'd me for address, I knew to hit each courtier's passion, And flatter'd ev'ry vice in fashion. But Jove, who hates the lyar's ways, At once cut short my prosp'rous days, And, sentenc'd to retain my nature, Transform'd me to this crawling creature; Doom'd to a life obscure and mean, I wander in the sylvan scene. For Jove the heart alone regards, He punishes what man rewards. How diff'rent is thy case and mine! With men at least you sup and dine, While I, condemn'd to thinnest fare Like those I flatter'd, feed on air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD WOMAN by JOSEPH CAMPBELL HOME THOUGHTS FROM EUROPE by HENRY VAN DYKE DOST THOU ASK? by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS LINES WRITTEN IN LADY'S ALBUM OF DIFFERENT-COLOURED PAPER by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ON SEEING THE BEAUTIFUL SEAT OF LORD GALLOWAY by ROBERT BURNS |