But, Uncle, take care of your eyes;
And pray don't, with microscopes, look
So much at those very small flies.
I send you the horn of a deer,
(I believe it's a species of moose,)
And the quill of a real black swan;
And thank you, dear Sir, for the goose.
"I hope you ride out ev'ry day;
It's the first thing on earth for the health,
Without which, as I've oft heard you say,