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To his dear home he turn'd his languid view, Deplor'd his folly, while he look'd his last, And sigh'd a long adieu! Thither to sip the brook, his nestlings, led By their still pensive mother, came; He saw; and murmuring forth her dear lov'd name, Implor'd her pity, and with shortening breath, Besought her to forgive him ere his death.— And now, how hard in metre to relate The tears and tender pity of his mate! Or with what generous zeal, his faithful moitie Taught her now feather'd young, with duteous piety, To aid her, on their mutual wings to bear, With stork-like care, Their suffering parent to the rock above; There, by the best physician, Love,