Think how the glutton, man, devours;
What bloody feasts regale his hours!
O impudence of Power and Might!
Thus to condemn a hawk or kite,
When thou, perhaps, carnivorous sinner,
Had’st pullets yesterday for dinner.’
“‘Hold!’ cried the clown, with passion heated,
‘Shall kites and men alike be treated?
When heaven the world with creatures stored,
Man was ordained their sovereign lord.’