“ Her divine skill taught me this, 
‘THAT FROM EVERYTHING I saw 
I cOULD SOME INSTRUCTION DRAW, 
AND RAISE PLEASURE TO THE HEIGHT, 
THROUGH THE MEANEST OBJECT'S SIGHT.” 
G. WITHER. 
“‘ Whatever creeps the ground, 
Insect or worm; those waved their limber fans 
For wings, and smallest lineaments exact 
In all the liveries decked of summer’s pride 
With spots of gold and purple, azure and green.” 
Minton. 
“ The insect youth are on the wing, 
Eager to taste the honied spring, 
And float amid the liquid noon: 
Some lightly o’er the current skim, 
Some show their gaily-gilded trim 
Quick glancing in the sun.” 
GRAY. 
EDWARD NEWMAN, PRINTER, DEVONSHIRE STREET, BISHOPSGATE. 
