...hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply; ' Poor...sun is set, thy Spring is gone— We frolic while 'tis May." LXIV. A SUMMER EVENING. And there follow'd some droppings of rain ! But now the fair traveller's...

...hand of rough Mischance, Or chilled by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind reply, Poor...sun is set, thy spring is gone—- We frolic while 'tis May. ODE II. ON THE DEATH OP A PATOUHITI OAT, Drowned in a Tub tjf Gold Fishes. 'TWAS on a lofty...

...passage, a poet of exquisite talents introduces an address from " the insect youth." Methinks I bear in accents low The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist!...youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone— Having thus treated of the nature of personification, and of its different degrees, it remains to shew...

...busy and the guy But flutter through life's little day In fortune's varying colours dri'st . Brushed by the hand of rough mischance ; Or chill'd by age,...No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy yonth is flown Thy sun is set, thy spring is goneWc frolic while 'tis May." » Gay. Then, too, a bard...

...hand of rough mischance ; Or cbill'd by age, their airy dance They leave in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply ; "...sun is set, thy spring is gone— We frolic while 'tis May." Gay» Then, too, a bard of the preceding centuries introduces " the Shepherd's Holiday,"...

...can guess what he did with it : — he might well moralise on his bachelorship, and call himself " a solitary fly," — Thy joys no glittering female...thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display ! Collins was never a lover, and never married. His odes, with all their exquisite fancy and splendid...

...disorders, and it might be imbecility itself. This is not colouring, but the exact plain truth." u Poor moralist, and what art thou ? A solitary fly...female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets." Assuredly it would not have been a question whether these literary characters should have married,...

...greatest disorders, and it might be imbecility itulf. This is not colouring, but the exact plain truth." " Poor moralist, and what art thou? A solitary fly !...glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded s-weete." Assuredly it would not have been a question whether these literary characters should have...

...be imbecility itself. This is not colouring, but the exact plain truth." " Poor moralist, and »hat art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering...female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets." Assuredly it would not have been a question whether these literary characters should have married,...

...hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind reply :...sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic while 'tis May. ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB OF GOLD FISHES. 'TWAS on a lofty vase's...