Been seiz’d by kites or prowling cat,
Or stifled in a school boy’s hat;
Or been the first unlucky mark,
Sure hit by some fantastic spark.”
Then conscience told her, want of care
Had made her fall into the snare;
That men were free their nets to throw;
And birds were free to come or go:
And all the evils she lamented,
By caution might have been prevented.