GLOW-WORM. 1 5B 



O 



But this is sure — the hand of might, 

 That kindles up the skies ; 



Gives him a modicum of Hght, 

 Proportioned to his size. 



Perhaps indulgent Nature meant, 

 By such a lamp bestowed, 



To bid the traveller as he went, 

 Be careful where he trod. 



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Nor crush a worm, whose useful light 

 Might serve, however small, 



To show a stumbling stone by night, 

 And save him from a fall. 



What e'er she meant, this truth divine 



Is legible and plain ; 

 'Tis power Almighty bids him shine, 



Nor bids him shine in vain. 



7 



Ye proud and wealthy, let this theme, 

 Teach humbler thoughts to you ; 



Since such a reptile has its gem. 

 And boasts its splendour too. 



