And every blooming pleasure waits without, Thomson. SECTION JI. Rural Sounds, as well as rural Sights, delightful. 1. NOR rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music, not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind, Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast flutt'ring all at once. 2. Nor less composure waits upon the roar Of distant floods; or on the softer voice Of neighb'ring fountain; or of rills that slip Through the cleft ruck, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green, Betrays the secret of their silent course, Nature inanimate employs sweet sounds, But animated nature sweeter still,. To sooth and satisfy the human ear.. 3. Ten thousand warblers cheer the day, and one But cawing rooks and kites that swim sublime, Cowper SECTION III. The Rose. 1. THE rose had been wash'd, just wash'd in a shower, Which Mary to Anne convey'd ; The plentiful moisture encumber'd the flower, And weigh'd down its beautiful head. 2. The cup was all fill'd, and the leaves were all wet, And it seem'd to a fanciful view, To weep for the bud it had left with regret, 3. I hastily seiz'd it, unfit as it was For a nosegay, so dripping and drown'd; 4. And such, I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part, Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart, 3. This elegant rose, had I shaken it less, Might have bloom'd with its owner awhile; And the tear that is wip'd with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps with a smile. Cowper. SECTION IV. Care of Birds for their Young. 1. As thus the patient dam assiduous sits, Th' appointed time, 3. Their brittle bondage break, and come to light, With constant cl mour. O what passions then, On the new parents seize.- Away they fly The most delicious morsel to their young! The search begs. Even so a gentle pair, Oft as they, weeping, eye their infant train, Thomson. Liberty and Slavery contrasted --Part of a letter writ ten from laly by Addison. 1. How has kind heav'n adorn'd the happy land, The redd'ning orange, and the swelling grain; Joyless he sees the growing oils and vines, And in the myrtle's fragrant shade repines. 2. Oh, Liberty, thou pow'r, supremely bright, Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! } Perpetual pleasures in thy presence reign; And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train. Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light; And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight. Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay; Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day. 3. On foreign mountains, may the sun refine The grape's soft juice, and mellow it to wine ; With citron groves adorn a distant soil, And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime, that lies In ten degrees of more indulgent skies: Nor at the coarseness of our heav'n repine, Tho' o'er our heads the frozen Pleiads shine. 'Tis liberty that crowns Britannia's isle, And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smi' SECTION VI. Charity. A Paraphrase on the 13th chapter of the firs 1. DID sweeter sounds adorn my flowing tongue, Softens the high, and rears the abject mind- And opens in each heart a little heaven. 3 Each other gift, which God on man bestows, Thus in obedience to what heav'n decrees, And endless good diffuse, and endless praise receive. 4. As through the artist's intervening glass, Our eye observes the distant planets pass- A little we discover--but allow, That more remains unseen, than art can show; Dawnings of beams and promises of day; Shall stand before the host of heav'n confest, Prior. SECTION VII. Picture of a Good Man. 1. SOME angel guide my pencil while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed, |