The FILBERT. Nay gather not that Filbert, Nicholas, Strip him not naked, 'tis his cloaths, his shell, There were two great men once amused themselves Like to some Barber's leathern powder bag Hath Nature's wisdom for the worm ordained, Him may the Nut-hatch piercing with strong bill The Squirrel bear, at leisure to be crack'd. As this poor Maggot hath, and when I muse To be enkernelled thus: never to hear Of snugness! it were to unite at once Hermit retirement, Aldermanic bliss, And Stoic independance of mankind. |