THE ARGUMENT. A frosty morning.-The foddering of cattle.-The woodman and his dog.-The poultry.-Whimsical effects of a frost at a waterfall.-The Empress of Russia's palace of ice.-Amusements of monarchs.—War, one of them.--Wars, whence-And whence monarchy. -The evils of it.-English and French loyalty contrasted.-The Bastille, and a prisoner there.-Liberty the chief recommendation of this country.—Modern patriotism questionable, and why.-The perishable nature of the best human institutions.-Spiritual liberty not perishable.-The slavish state of man by nature.-Deliver him, Deist, if you can.-Grace must do it.-The respective merits of patriots and martyrs stated. Their different treatment.-Happy freedom of the man whom grace makes free.-His relish of the works of God.—Address to the Creator. THE TASK. BOOK V. THE WINTER MORNING WALK. 'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb IS Ascending, fires th' horizon; while the clouds, More ardent as the disk emerges more, Resemble most some city in a blaze, Seen through the leafless wood. His slanting ray Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale, And, tingeing all with his own rosy hue, 10 Provokes me to a smile. With eye askance I view the muscular proportion'd limb Transform'd to a lean shank. The shapeless pair, As they design'd to mock me, at my side 20 Take step for step; and, as I near approach And patient of the slow-pac'd swain's delay. He from the stack carves out th' accustom'd load, Deep-plunging, and again deep-plunging oft, Smooth as a wall the upright remnant stands, Lest storms should overset the leaning pile Forth goes the woodman, leaving unconcern'd 40 Shaggy, and lean, and shrewd, with pointed ears And tail cropp'd short, half lurcher and half cur, His dog attends him. Close behind his heel Now creeps he slow; and now, with many a frisk Wide-scamp'ring, snatches up the drifted snow With iv'ry teeth, or ploughs it with his snout; 50 Then shakes his powder'd coat, and barks for joy. Heedless of all his pranks, the sturdy churl Moves right toward the mark; nor stops for aught, |