I added one word in this riddle -- to make it a little easier (in my mind) to solve. Good luck. Don't give up too quickly. I found it at the Futility Closet and you can click over there for the answer should you find it necessary.
A riddle by Jonathan Swift:
We are five little airy creatures,
All of different voice and features:
One of us in glass is set,
One of us you’ll find in jet,
T’other you may see in tin,
And the fourth a box within;
If the fifth you should pursue,
It can never fly from you.
What are we?

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