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[16] ROBIN RED-BREAST,

AND THE

WREN,

OR,

Robin's Complaint on the Vanity

of the Times.

IN the last of October, the first of November, When gone is the ſummer, then comes in winter, When Phaebus goes in to the ſign of Aquary, When Flora in field no longer will tarry; Her mantle ſhe foldeth up from the ground, And ſays, Until Easter it ſhall not be found.

WHEN over the mountains does Boreas blow, And covers the vaillies with hail, frost and ſnow; When ſmall birds flocking do flee from the banks, Then home comes Robin with his red ſhanks : Supposing a ſtorm to be on the plain, Into a void Kirk goes he and the Wren. Perceiving the ſame to be deſolate, Bold Robin himself went to the pulpit : Having no auditors but the Wren, And her he ordained for to ſay Amen.

THEN up ſpake Robin, with countenance crabbed, Says, Where is the Pastor, this Church ſhould inhabit?