Now, I know Thou livest, And dost plead for me; Make me very thankful In my prayers to Thee.

The simple fact that we have just enunciated pleads loudly enough for the cause of vivisection to make it useless to defend it.

But when Hope cheers me with the sound Of Mercy's voice, of Mercy's plea, And tells me Mercy will be found Amongst the twelve to speak for me, Rapt Fancy hears the Cherub plead: ... Propitious is the Culprit's fate, If one, by tender mercy sway'd, Amongst the Jurors takes his seat.

No doubt he has his little cares, And very hard he often fares, The which so patiently he bears, That, list'ning to those cheerful airs, Who knows but he may be In want of his next meal of seeds? I think for that his sweet song pleads.

thou art hungry too; Thy dim and haggard eye Pleads more pathetically true, Than prayer or piercing cry.

Non. Tis well his estate pleads for him; he should ne'er set foot more within my doors else.