Loves with such earnestness, were fully gone! Its warm hopes in a chosen one! Not dead, The multitudinous elements of life. But if that one forsake the soul which twin'd ΤΟ A YOUNG MAN, ATTACHED TO THE SPORTS OF THE FIELD. Detested sport, That owes its pleasure to another's pain; COWPER'S TASK. 1798... Он stay thy hand-thou hast a power to kill But none to bring forth life! Impressive truth, Sounding to wisdom like a warning voice, And teaching that our feebleness to work The least good thing, should guard us tremblingly From aught that looks like evil; lest we wrench From her retired seat the better soul, The sense which God hath lent us, which that God man Nature gence of the 1798. within e of day ote, iny, left >ves, times to d-thou hast a power to kill ag forth life! Impressive truth, isdom like a warning voice, that our feebleness to work thing, should guard us tremblingly that looks like evil; lest we wrench hich God hath lent us, which that tent, I tell louds, hues? r? 100n, Sees not polluted with a slumbering eye; Thou seest athwart this grove of trembling trees, Trembling and glistening with the morning light, Thou seest yon lavrock rise !-to the great sun He seems to hasten :-save the burning orb That lives above, nought but this little bird Varies the mighty solitude of Heaven! Art thou assur'd the Almighty doth not speak To that same little bird?—that morning's glories Are not discourses of his watchful love Gladd'ning this innocent creature? Could'st thou seek To stop his song of gratulation, quench His sense of joy, and all those living powers Whose countenance to man are day-light hues, |