, and  in Shoals together keep,
The num'rous Fry disturbs the mantling Deep.
No Home they know, nor can Confinement love,
But fond of hourly Change unsettled rove.
Now choose the Rocks, now seek the wider Seas;
No Place can long the restless Wand'rers please.
They soon grow weary when they once enjoy,
And Pleasures will, as soon as tasted, cloy.