A Pike, of ancient pedigree,
Came from his rivulet to the sea;
And with no title to be vain.
Treated the Sea-fish with disdain.
A Herring then indignant said,
“What folly has thee hither led?
Thou might’st be something in thy stream.
But here thou’lt meet with no esteem.”
Good Landlords, in your counties known.
There rest; ye’re of no note in town.

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