The Rural Scene

Sweet contemplation to pursue, Behold a rural scene in view, The bleating herds, the lowing kine, The spreading oak, the tow'ring pine; The air, from noxious vapours free, Whilst squirrels trip from tree to tree, And the sweet songsters hover round, Fruit, herbs and flow'rs, enrich the ground, And each their various fruits produce, Some for delight, and some for use. Behold, O! youth, this scene, and see What nature's God hath given to thee. With wonder view his great designs, In which superior wisdom shines; Revere his name, admire his love, And raise thy thoughts to worlds above.