And feed him well, and give him handsome pay, Merely to sleep, and let them run astray? Survey our schools and colleges, and see A sight not much unlike my simile. From education, as the leading cause, Thence the prevailing manners take their cast, And, though I would not advertise them yet, Or better manag'd, or encourag'd less. 910 922 TO THE REV. MR. NEWTON. AN INVITATION INTO THE COUNTRY. THE Swallows in their torpid state And bees in hives as idly wait The keenest frost that binds the stream, The wildest wind that blows, Are neither felt nor fear'd by them Secure of their repose. But man, all feeling and awake, The gloomy scene surveys; With present ills his heart must ake, And pant for brighter days. 10 Old Winter halting o'er the mead, Bids me and Mary mourn; But lovely Spring peeps o'er his head, Then April, with her sister May, And, if a tear, that speaks regret A glimpse of joy, that we have met, 20 CATHARINA. ADDRESSED TO MISS STAPLETON, (NOW MRS. COURTNEY.) SHE came-she is gone-we have met- The sun of that moment is set, And seems to have risen in vain. Catharina has fled like a dream- The last ev'ning ramble we made, Catharina, Maria, and I, Our progress was often delay'd By the nightingale warbling nigh. 10 |