76 BOTANY. 



XXX. 



Invited by thy sable grain, 

 Rubiis ! " the little village train 



Despoil the hedge's side ; 

 Enjoy the sport, the sinless guile, 

 That innocently wakes a smile, 

 Then circling on the sod awhile, 



The gathered treat divide. 



XXXI. 



No sad anticipation their's ; 



No soul distracting hopes and fears ; 



No agonized heart ; 

 And, oh ! may no forbidden joy. 

 Their hope of future bliss destroy ; 

 No chilling poverty annoy. 



Nor "soiTow's piercing dart." 



