A FAMOUS hen's my story's theme,
Who ne'er was known to tire
Of laying eggs, - but then the scream
So loud o'er every egg, - 'twould seem
The house must be on fire.
A turkey-cock, who ruled the walk,
A wiser bird and older,
Could bear't no more; so off did stalk
Right to the hen and told her:
"Madam, that scream, I apprehend,
Does nothing to the matter;
It surely helps the egg no whit;
So lay your egg, and done with it.
I pray you, madam, as a friend,
Cease that superfluous clatter;
You know not how't goes through my head!"
"Humph! very likely," madam said,
Then proudly putting forth a leg, -
"Uneducated barn-yard fowl,
You know no more than any owl
The noble privilege and praise
Of authorship in modern days;
I'll tell you why I do it;
First, you perceive, I lay my egg,
And then - review it."
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