Poems (Cook)/On seeing a Bird-catcher
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ON SEEING A BIRD-CATCHER.
Health in his rags, Content upon his face,
He goes th' enslaver of a feather'd race:
And cunning snares, warm hearts; like warblers, take;
The one to sing for sport, the other, break.
He goes th' enslaver of a feather'd race:
And cunning snares, warm hearts; like warblers, take;
The one to sing for sport, the other, break.