Transforms old print To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes Of gallery critics by a thousand arts. - William Cowper

He sees that this great roundabout The world, with all its motley rout, Church, army, physic, law, Its customs and its businesses, Is no concern at all of his, And says—what says he?—Caw.

Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade, Apt emblem of a virtuous maid Silent and chaste she steals along, Far from the world's gay busy throng: With gentle yet prevailing force, Intent upon her destined course; Graceful and useful all she does, Blessing and blest where'er she goes; Pure-bosom'd as that watery glass, And Heaven reflected in her face.

Misses! the tale that I relate This lesson seems to carry — Choose not alone a proper mate, But proper time to marry.