" Her divine skill taught me this, 

 ' That feom 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 Hmber fans 

 For wings, and smallest lineaments exact 

 In all the Uveries decked of summer's pride 

 With spots of gold and purple, azure and green." 



Milton. 



" 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. 



