I dare not hope to please a Cinna's ear.
Or sing what Varus might vouchsafe to hear;
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I dare not hope to please a Cinna's ear.
Or sing what Varus might vouchsafe to hear;
Harsh are the sweetest lays that I can bring,
So screams a goose where swans melodious sing.

When they him spy,
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in read more

When they him spy,
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
Rising and cawing at the gun's report,
Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky;
So at his sight away his fellows fly,
And at our stamp here o'er and o'er one falls;
He murder cries and help from Athens calls.

What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]

What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]