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I dare not hope to please a Cinna's ear.So screams a goose where swans melodious sing.
— Geese
I dare not hope to please a Cinna's ear.So screams a goose where swans melodious sing.
A fox should not be of the jury at a goose's trial.
Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal,And cackling save the monarchies of Tories?
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,Sever themselves, and madly sweep the sky.
