...bright'ning face; You cannot bar ray constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by livingstream, alert : conies to seise the certain prey, And starves exhausted tcascn, virtuc,nought cnn me bereave. B 0 OK If. Come then, my Muse, and raise a bolder song j Come,...

...Nature's grace; You cannot shut the window^ of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her bright'ning face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace , The woods and lawns by living stream at eve.* Such minds have always in them the seeds of true taste, and frequently of imitative genius. At least,...

...he exclaims: flcare not Fortune! \vhat you me deny; . You cannot rob me of free Nature'* |L^ grace; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, ateeve; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great cUldren leave, Of...

...Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face. You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living streair,, at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children...

...grace; YiOU cannot shut the windows of the sfcy, . Through which Aurora shows her bright'ning face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns hy living Mi-cam at eve.* • • Such minds have always in them the seeds of true taste, and frequently...

...windows of the sky, [face ; Through which Aurora shows her brightening Yon cannot bar my constant fttt to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve: Let health my nerves and liner librt-s brace, And 1 tlieir toys to the great child,- tn leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought-can...

...Nature's grace ; you cannot shut the windows of the sky, through which Aurora shows her brightening face; you cannot bar my constant feet to trace the woods...leave: of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Come then my muse, and raise a bolder song: come, lig no more upon the bed of sloth, dragging the lazy...

...Nature's grace ; you cannot shut the windows of the sky, through which Aurora shows her brightening face; you cannot bar my constant feet to trace the woods...the great children leave: of fancy, reason, virtue, Come then my muse, and raise a bolder song: come, lig no more upon the bed of sloth, dragging the lazy...

...Nature's grace, You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which Aurora shows her brightning face; . You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns by living stream at eve. CASTLE OF INDOLENCE. In those vernal seasons of theyear, when the air is soft and pleasant, it were...

...grace ; You cannot shut the windo\vs of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening face ; The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let...health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their joys to the great-children leave i Of Fancy,, Reason, Virtue, nought can me bereave.'*' THOMSON, Farewell,...