The feeble works of art."
Humble usefulness is preferable to idle splendour.
(From the Polish of Ignace Krasicki.)
WINE AND WATER
A PARTY of pleasure their sandwiches took,
In the shade of a willow, that hung o'er a brook;
A bottle of Wine, that stood ready for drinking,
Thus spoke to the Water (I think, without thinking):―
"How much more than you to be envied am I!
The drink of the titled and rich I supply,—
While you (I could never endure it, I'm sure).
Are stood in by cattle and drunk by the poor."
"I own," said the Water, with modest reply,
"Your grandness,—I never aspire so high.
I know the rich think me their notice below.
Except just for washing their faces, or so.
If to boasting inclined, I have reason,—for see
Yon group of young swimmers, delighting in me.
To give pleasure and health to them, only is mine;
For who ever bathed in a river of Wine?
Then look at the strength of the lads in this place;
Who, contented with me, have such health in their face;
They work for your master and frugally dine.
And give him the money to pay for his Wine.
