WRITTEN ON A BOY'S MARBLE.

BY MRS. BARBAULD.

HE 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.