. Early lessons .. . we, That hear the question of that voice sublime ? Oh ! what are all the notes that ever rung From wars vain trumpet, by thy thundering side ! Yea, what is all the riot man can make In his short life, to thy unceasing roar ! And yet, bold babbler, what art thou to Him, Who drownd a world, and heapd the waters far Above its loftiest mountains ? — a light wave, That breaks, and whispers of its Makers might! IMPATIENCE. IN those evils which are allotted us by Providence, suchas deformity, privation of the senses, or old age, it is alwaysto be remembered, that impatience can h
. Early lessons .. . we, That hear the question of that voice sublime ? Oh ! what are all the notes that ever rung From wars vain trumpet, by thy thundering side ! Yea, what is all the riot man can make In his short life, to thy unceasing roar ! And yet, bold babbler, what art thou to Him, Who drownd a world, and heapd the waters far Above its loftiest mountains ? — a light wave, That breaks, and whispers of its Makers might! IMPATIENCE. IN those evils which are allotted us by Providence, suchas deformity, privation of the senses, or old age, it is alwaysto be remembered, that impatience can have no presenteffect, but to deprive us of the consolations which our con-dition admits, by driving away from us those by whoseconversation, or advice, we might be amused or helped;and that with regard to futurity, it is yet less to be justified,since without lessening the pain, it cuts off the hope of thatreward, which he, by whom it is inflicted, will confer uponthose that bear it well. THE VAIN JACKDAW. A A MEDDLING Jackdaw was vain enough to imagine o O that be wanted nothing but the colored plumes torender him as elegant a bird as the Peacock. Puffedup with this wise conceit, he dressed himself in someof their most beautiful feathers, and in this borrowedgarb, forsaking his old companions, endeavored to passfor a Peacock; but he no sooner attempted to associatewith these elegant birds, than an affected strut betrayedthe vain pretender. The offended peacocks, plucking from him their 40 THE CLOUDS. degraded feathers, soon stripped him of his finery, re-duced him to a mere Jackdaw, and drove him back tohis brethren ; by whom he was now equally despised,and justly punished with derision and contempt. pretences are sure of detection. THE CLOUDS. O CLOUDS ! ye ancient messengers, Old couriers of the sky,Treading as in primeval years, Yon still march how wildly beautiful Along the deep }7e tower,Begirt, as when from chaos dull Ye loomed in pride
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