...bold, and seare: Or standing long an Oake, three hundred yeare, A Lillie of a Day, Is fairer farre, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the Plant, and flowre of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect...

...Each fyllable anfwer'd, and was form'd ; how fair Thefe make the lines of life, and that's her air. It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be ; Or ftanding long an oak, three hundred year To fall a log, at la!! , dry, old, and fear : A lily of a...

...better be ; Or (landing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at hft, dry, bald, and fear : A lily of a day, Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night ; It wa. the plant and flower if light. In fmnll proportions we juts beauties fee : And in fhort meafurcs...

...domain of action, or of making. Man makes himself, and his institutions, for better or for worse : ' It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be.' When we speak of growth, in this sphere, we are using a metaphor or simile. The institution of which...

...air ! III. THE STROPHE, OR TURN. It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make men better be ;4 Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear : A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant...

...three hundred yearc, To fall a logge at last, dry, bald and scare : A lillie of a day Is fairer farre in May, Although it fall and die that night; — It was the plant and flowre of light. In small proportions we just beauties see : And in short measures life may perfect...

...indeed, conceived in the best manner of Pindar : " It is not growing, like a tree In bulk, doth make men better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear : A lilly of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant...

...mother's arms were longing for her absent son. Although he was young in years, he was rich in good works. It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be. A lily of the day Is fairer far in May ; Although it fall and die that night, It was the flower and...

...mother's arms were longing for her absent son. Although he was young in years, he was rich in good works. It is not growing, like a tree, In bulk, doth make man better be. A lily of the day Is fairer far in May ; Although it fall and die that night, It was the flower and...

...indeed was right— ' It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth made men better be; Or Handing like an oak three hundred year To fall a log at last, dry, bald and sear. A lily of a day Is fairer far iii May, Although it fall and die that night It was the plant and...