d collected the following luxuries there:--
The cat-fish, the sturgeon, and hickory shad,
Bass and gar in such plenty it made their hearts glad;
The sun and the moon-fish, the star-fish and dab,
The sting-ray and sheepshead, drum, grooper and crab;
Turkey-buzzards, swans, eagles, form'd excellent hashes,
When flavour'd with tallow-nuts, pompions, and squashes;
Baked frogs, "en surprise," from a forest on fire,
Flamingoes, removed by a huge Lammergeyer;
Gulls, ravens, herons, boobies, bald-coots, water-hens,
And yards of strung ortolans, linnets, and wrens;
Loons, noddies, and nuthatches cook'd in a stew,
Whale blubber "en gras," and guanas "au bleu;"
Jerk'd beef from the south, and large watersnake broth,
And a great dish of pemmican brought from the north;
Green branches of trees from the beaver's damp hut,
Bowls of milk from the cow-tree and hickory-nut;
Then venison "en cache," maize, wild rice, and, to boot,
Guavas, cranberries, mangoes, grapes, shaddock, breadfruit!

Here they sate and discuss'd the magnificent fare
Which the glutton had superintended with care.
The monkeys in helping were very officious,
The bears suck'd their paws, and pronounced it delicious.
Of the noise-dreading Mr. Raccoon it was said,
That he sopp'd all his food, which was voted ill-bred;
And that, puff'd with conceit, he declared he look'd wise,
A distinction he owed to his spectacled eyes.
'Twas observed too (you know how the gossips will talk,)
Master guinea-pig stuff'd till he hardly could walk,
Though which dainty was best it was hard to determine:
The meat was too fresh for the epicure ermine;
To which glutton answered, "That all he could say
Was, that it, like himself, was 'bien mortifiee.'"

All the others declared themselves very well pleased,
Though it must be confess'd they were terribly squeezed
By the poor little cubs, whom their dams would insert
Between the grown quadrupeds' seats at dessert.

The llamas departed while yet it was light,
As they always objected to travel by night,
And were trotting along, never thinking of harm,
When their friends heard the tree-frog foretelling a storm;
There he sate on a bough, with his keen glassy eye
Most sagaciously blinking and watching the sky,
Then he look'd to the east, and thus hoarsely he spoke,
"There's a terrible storm coming up, croak! croak! croak!"

The soft cooing ground-