Heron! of Grave Career! Whose Lordly Croaks

Heron! of grave career! whose lordly croaks
Claim as inheritance Bodryddan's oaks,
I come no radical to question rights:
But, one word in your ear, most noble sir!
If you may croak, I sure may sing, to her
Who in my voice, as in your own, delights.
" Most potent, grave, and reverend signor! " Heron!
High as the station is you now appear on,
I see you perch upon it, nor repine:
About our voice we may perhaps dispute,
As for our seat, on that you must be mute:
Yours but a Dryad rais'd, a Grace rais'd mine.