LESSON XXXIII. 



ON THE SEASONS. 



Observe the circling year; how unperceiv'd 

 Hr Seasons change! behold, by slow degrees, 

 Stern Winter tam'd into a ruder Spring ; 

 The ripeii'd Spring a milder Summer glows; 

 Departing Summer sheds Pomona's store; 

 And aged Autumn brews the Winter's storm. 



ARMSTRONG. 



1 THINK there is scarcely one of the youthful 

 perusers of these pages, but must have an inclina- 

 tion (if he be not already acquainted with it) to be 

 made sensible in some measure of the reason and 

 cause of that agreeable succession of the Seasons 

 which constitute the year. 'Here we meet with a 

 variety, the limits of which are not ascertainable. 

 With pleasure we behold the varied appearances of 

 nature : whether Spring arrays herself in her 

 spotted robe; or Summer scorches with his sultry 

 beams j or Autumn pours forth her exuberant 

 stores j or Winter with his howling tempest drives 

 us to our habitations; still we are admirers of na- 

 ture, and disposed 



-" To mark the mighty Hand 



That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres; 



Works in the secret deep ; shoots streaming thence 



The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring ; 



Flings 



