Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the good how far,-but far above the great.

Sorrow's faded form, and solitude behind.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

What female heart can gold despise? What cat 's averse to fish?

Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.

The different steps and degrees of education may be compared to the artificer's operations upon marble; it is one thing to dig it out of the quarry, and another to square it, to give it gloss and lustre, call forth every beautiful spot and vein, shape it into a column, or animate it into a statue.

Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.