Their younglings, quite able to take distant flight,
Were told, by their parents, “Good manners are right.”
To their freedom admitted—they could do no less,
Than approach their kind patrons, with humble ADDRESS;
To thank them politely, without wanton joke,
For, so learned in swallow, they must learn to croak.—
In a trice——as if Æsop himself had inspir’d,
They began their address, whilst their hearers admir’d.
“Ye wise men, and good men, of Newcastle guild,
Who suffer’d our father and mother to build——