epistle to robert graha, esq, of ftry
reestg a favour
when nature her great aster-piece design&039;d,
and fra&039;d her st, best work, the huan d,
her eye tent on all the azy pn,
she for&039;d of vario parts the vario an
then first she calls the eful any forth;
p ploddg dtry, and ber worth:
thence peasants, farrs, native ns of earth,
and rchandise&039; whole n take their birth:
each prudent cit a war existence fds,
and all chanics&039; any-apron&039;d kds
other rarer rts are wanted yet,
the lead and buoy are needful to the :
the caput ortuu of grnss desires
akes a aterial for re knights and sires;
the artial phosphor is taught to flow,
she kneads the pish philophic dough,
then arks th&039; unyieldg ass with grave designs,
w, physic, politics, and deep dives;
st, she sublis th&039; aurora of the poles,
the fshg elents of feale uls
the order&039;d syste fair before her stood,
nature, well pleas&039;d, pronounc&039;d it very good;
but ere she gave creatg bour o&039;er,
half-jest, she tried one curio bour ore
spuy, fiery, ignis fatu atter,
such as the slightest breath of air ight scatter;
with arch-acrity and nscio glee,
(nature ay have her whi as well as we,
her hogarth-art perhaps she ant to show it),
she fors the thg and christens it—a poet:
creature, tho&039; oft the prey of care and rrow,
when blest to-day, undful of to-orrow;
a beg for&039;d t&039; ae his graver friends,
adir&039;d and prais&039;d—and there the hoa ends;
a ortal ite unfit for fortune&039;s strife,
yet oft the sport of all the ills of life;
prone to enjoy each pleasure riches give,
yet haply wantg wherewithal to live;
longg to wipe each tear, to heal each groan,
yet freent all unheeded his own
but honest
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