How Instinct Varies In The Grov'ling Swine.

Ambition First Sprung From Your Blest Abodes: The Glorious Fault Of Angels And Of Gods.

Age And Want Sit Smiling At The Gate.

Behold The Child, By Nature's Kindly Law, Pleased With A Rattle, Tickled With A Straw; Some Livelier Plaything Gives His Youth Delight, A Little Louder, But As Empty Quite; Scarfs, Garters, Gold, Amuse His Riper Stage, And Beads And Prayer-books Are The Toys Of Age. Pleased With This Bauble Still, As That Before, Till Tired He Sleeps, And Life's Poor Play Is O'er.

Fondly We Think We Honor Merit Then, When We But Praise Ourselves In Other Men.

Persons Of Genius, And Those Who Are Most Capable Of Art, Are Always Most Fond Of Nature: As Such Are Chiefly Sensible, That All Art Consists In The Imitation And Study Of Nature.