To find, if I can, the road steep and narrow;
Ah, here he comes, flying, a straw in his bill!
I’ll beg him take pulpit; now hear, if you will,
A sermon preached by a sparrow.
“My text”—hear the bird!—“I take
From the street,”—that’s better,—“and make
Application as follows:
Down there where my comrades are basking,
There’s food to be had for the asking,—
Understand me,—no shirking,