And, so far from any more pilfering deeds,
He always seem’d telling the Confessor’s beads.
If any one lied,—or if any one swore,—
Or slumber’d in prayer-time, and happen’d to snore,
That good Jackdaw
Would give a great ‘Caw,’
As much as to say, ‘Don’t do so any more!’
While many remark’d, as his manners they saw,
That they ‘never had known such a pious Jackdaw!’
He long lived the pride