_______ “The Dodo! The Dodo!”
[15] ]And then the black stock!—that’s to shew he’s a male—
Not forgetting two horns, growing out of his tail.”
(Daw.) “Fie, Mag! you grow scurrilous—feathers, not horns;
An antler disgraces—a feather adorns.—
But what hook-nose is here? pri’thee look at her placket,
Be-patch’d and be-speckled like Harlequin’s jacket,
Or, to judge by her marks,—though the notion is droll,—
She seems just coming out with the petite verole.”
(Jay.) “I’m told ’tis the Curlew—a stranger to me,