Poetry
... . 4ottrp. UTIIHTARIAN SONNET. WuAT are vain verses, flil of war Sitd love, Ble skies, and misty Idlls, said gentle g des, Anld dovwbeasprllkled elowers, ad grassy vales, And swaiis, love.wounded, phiing in a grove? T'ley are not poetry: tho fools, that rove In lilton's limbo, ract their shalalow brains To rave to ovory wind souh pullng strains; Not so those bards whos1e song is heard above. ...