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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355240" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Magpie's Nest, Or A Lesson Of Docility</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A FABLE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the arts in their infancy were,<br>In a fable of old 'tis exprest,<br>A wise magpie constructed that rare<br>Little house for young birds, called a nest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This was talked of the whole country round,<br>You might hear it on every bough sung,<br>'Now no longer upon the rough ground<br>Will fond mothers brood over their young.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For the magpie with exquisite skill<br>Has invented a moss-covered cell,<br>Within which a whole family will<br>In the utmost security dwell.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To her mate did each female bird say,<br>'Let us fly to the magpie, my dear;<br>If she will but teach us the way,<br>A nest we will build us up here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It's a thing that's close arched over head,<br>With a hole made to creep out and in;<br>We, my bird, might make just such a bed,<br>If we only knew how to begin.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the magpie soon every bird went,<br>And in modest terms made their request,<br>That she would be pleased to consent<br>To teach them to build up a nest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She replied, 'I will show you the way,<br>So observe every thing that I do.<br>First two sticks cross each other I lay'-<br>'To be sure,' said the crow; 'why, I knew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It must be begun with two sticks,<br>And I thought that they crossëd should be.'<br>Said the pie, 'Then some straw and moss mix,<br>In the way you now see done by me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O yes, certainly,' said the jackdaw,<br>'That must follow of course, I have thought;<br>Though I never before building saw,<br>I guessed that without being taught.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'More moss, straw, and feathers, I place,<br>In this manner,' continued the pie.<br>'Yes, no doubt, madam, that is the case;<br>Though no builder myself, even I,'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said the starling, 'conjectured 'twas so;<br>It must of necessity follow:<br>For more moss, straw, and feathers, I know,<br>It requires, to be soft, round, and hollow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whatever she taught them beside,<br>In his turn every bird of them said,<br>Though the nest-making art he ne'er tried,<br>He had just such a thought in his head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still the pie went on showing her art,<br>Till a nest she had built up half way;<br>She no more of her skill would impart,<br>But in anger went fluttering away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And this speech in their hearing she made,<br>As she perched o'er their heads on a tree,<br>'If ye all were well skilled in my trade,<br>Pray, why came ye to learn it of me?'-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When a scholar is willing to learn,<br>He with silent submission should hear.<br>Too late they their folly discern;<br>The effect to this day does appear:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>For whenever a pie's nest you see,<br>Her charming warm canopy view,<br>All birds' nests but hers seem to be<br>A magpie's nest just cut in two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a><div class=q>
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When the arts in their infancy were,
In a fable of old 'tis exprest,
A wise magpie constructed that rare
Little house for young birds, called a nest.

This was talked of the whole country round,
You might hear it on every bough sung,
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