Insects. 29 Their wings with azure, green, and purple gloss'd, Studded with colour'd eyes, with gems emboss'd, Inlaid with pearl, and mark'd with various stains Of lively crimson through their dusky veins. moves. See the proud giant of the beetle race; MRS. BARBAULD, 30 The Frozen Shower. THE FROZEN SHOWER. Written at Copenhagen ERE yet the clouds let fall the treasur'd snow, Seem polish'd lances in a hostile field. The stag in limpid currents, with surprise Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise: The spreading oak, the beech and tow'ring pine, Glaz❜d over, in the freezing æther shine. False Greatness. 31 The frighted birds the rattling branches shun, The crackling wood beneath the tempest bends, A. PHILLIPS. FALSE GREATNESS. MILO, forbear to call him blest Let a broad stream with golden sands Were I so tall to reach the pole, WATTS. 32 The Oid Man's Comforts. THE OLD MAN'S COMFORTS, AND HOW HE GAINED THEM. "You are old, father William," the young man cried, "The few locks that are left you are gray : You are hale, father William, a hearty old man : Now tell me the reason, I pray." "In the days of my youth," father William replied, "I remember'd that youth would fly fast, And abus'd not my health and my vigour at first, That I never might need them at last.” "You are old, father William," the young man cried, "And pleasures with youth pass away, And yet you lament not the days that are gone : Now tell me the reason, I pray." The Old Man's Comforts. 33 "In the days of my youth," father William replied, "I remember'd that youth could not last; I thought of the future whatever I did, That I never might grieve for the past.' "You are old, father William," the young man cried, "And life must be hast'ning away; You are cheerful, and love to converse upon death: Now tell me the reason, I pray." "I am cheerful young man," father William replied, "Let the cause thy attention engage : In the days of my youth I remember'd my God, And he hath not forgotten my age." ANTHOLOGY |