Ontario Readers Third Book, The

<h2><SPAN name="Squirrel" id="Squirrel"></SPAN>THE SQUIRREL</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span>Drawn from his refuge in some lonely elm<br/></span> <span>That age or injury has hollow'd deep,<br/></span> <span>Where, on his bed of wool and matted leaves,<br/></span> <span>He has outslept the winter, ventures forth<br/></span> <span>To frisk a while, and bask in the warm sun,<br/></span> <span>The squirrel, flippant, pert, and full of play.<br/></span> <span>He sees me, and at once, swift as a bird,<br/></span> <span>Ascends the neighbouring beech; there whisks his brush,<br/></span> <span>And perks his ears, and stamps and scolds aloud,<br/></span> <span>With all the prettiness of feign'd alarm,<br/></span> <span>And anger insignificantly fierce.<br/></span></div> </div> <p class="citation"><span class="smcap">Cowper</span></p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />