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The chorus frogs in the big
Would sing their songs to the silvery moon
Tenor singers were out of place,
For every frog was a double bass

Semichorus
Oh Tyrant Love
hast thou
The prudent, learn'd, and virtuous breast

King and Queen of the Pelicans we;
No other Birds so grand we see
None but we have feet like fins
With lovely leathery throats and chins

Strophe I
Ye shades, where sacred truth is sought;
Groves, where immortal Sages taught;
Where heav'nly visions of Plato fir'd,