 | Juvenile poems on various subjects |  |
Her blooming Sister in her hand she led,
Joy in her eye, fair Sculpture heav'n taught Maid.
'Tis her's to stone a mimic life to give,
Heroes and Sages at her call revive;
See flow'ry Orators with out-stretch'd hand
Address'd to speak, in glowing marble stand!
Joy in her eye, fair Sculpture heav'n taught Maid.
'Tis her's to stone a mimic life to give,
Heroes and Sages at her call revive;
See flow'ry Orators with out-stretch'd hand
Address'd to speak, in glowing marble stand!
| Juvenile poems on various subjects | |