Poem by Anna Laetitia Barbauld

Written on a Marble

The world's something bigger,
But just of this figure
And speckled with mountains and seas;
Your heroes are overgrown schoolboys
Who scuffle for empires and toys,
And kick the poor ball as they please.
Now Cæsar, now Pompey, gives law;
And Pharsalia's plain,
Though heaped with the slain,
Was only a game at taw. 

1. The Invitation, to Miss B—
2. An Inventory of the Furniture in Dr. Priestley's Study
3. Song 3 (LEAVE me, simple shepherd, leave me)
4. To a Lady, with painted Flowers
5. To Miss R—, on her Attendance upon her Mother at Buxton

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