By neer resemblance see that Bird betray'd br Who takes the well wrought Arras for a shade br There hopes to pearch and with a chearfull Tune br O're-passe the scortchings of the sultry Noon. br But soon repuls'd by the obdurate scean br How swift she turns but turns alas in vain br That piece a Grove, this shews an ambient sky br Where immitated Fowl their pinnions ply br Seeming to mount in flight and aiming still more high. br All she outstrip's and with a moments pride br Their understation silent does deride br Till the dash'd Cealing strikes her to the ground br No intercepting shrub to break the fall is found br Recovering breath the window next she gaines br Nor fears a stop from the transparent Panes. br br But we degresse and leaue th' imprison'd wretch br Now sinking low now on a loftyer stretch br Flutt'ring in endless cercles of dismay br Till some kind hand directs the certain way br Which through the casement an escape affoards br And leads to ample space the only Heav'n of Birds.