Were pacing solemnly to prayer,
In modest guise and prim.
Apart they walk’d in decent pride,
And scarcely ventured side by side:
But hark! it was—it was—
’Twas Cormoran! they knew the sound
That paralysed the country round,
And hurried off in mass.
Forgetful now of prayer and pride
In groups they thrid the forest wide,