430 METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS. 
The happy schoolboy brings transported forth 
His long forgotten sccurge, and giddy gig: 
O’er the white paths he whirls the rolling hoop, 
Or triumphs in the dusty fields of taw. 
Not so the museful sage :—abroad he walks 
Contemplative, if haply he may find 
What cause conirols the tempest’s rage, or whence 
Amidst the savage season winter smiles. 
For days, for weeks, prevails the placid calm. 
At length some drops prelude a change: the sun 
With ray refracted bursts the parting gloom; 
When all the cnequer’d sky is one bright glare. 
Mutters the wind at eve: th’ horizon round 
With angry aspect scowls: down rush the showers, 
And float the d2:vg’d paths, and -niry fields. 
