MARY HOWITT. HE merry Titmouse is a comical fellow; Depend on't, the Titmouse has excellent taste. And he, like his betters of noble old blood, Keeps up, with great spirit, a family feud; A feud with the owl;-and why? would you know,An old, by-gone quarrel of ages ago :— Perhaps in the Ark might be taken offence,— But I know not, indeed, of the where and the whence ;Only this is quite true,-let them meet as they may, Having quarrelled long since, they would quarrel to-day. But we'll leave them to settle this ancient affair, |