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Rage, envy, malice, "tis agreed,
Are passions he that runs may read:
There on the passive forehead make
Impressions that we can't mistake;
Changing the human face divine—
A Nero, for an Antonine.
Evn Socrates himself confessed,
Tho wisdom had reform'd his breast,
No after fludy could efface
The lineaments of vile and base;
Such once he was, and there were fees
Indelille in lock and mien
Proofs that deformity proclaim
Moral sud personal the fame.
These warn the parent to commence
With the first orient dawn of sense,
The work of beauty; now begin
To fow the seeds of grace within
While guiltless of a weed, the soil
With all powers may bless your toil.
First fisial piety impart,
With gratitude inform their heart,
And love for you these rooted there
Shall bloom o'er all their face and air:—
The features melt, and each be deck'd
With lovely meekness and respect.
Let pity be an early theme:
Ah I teach the decent tear to stream
For other's wo: a selfish mind
The whole hard countenance will bind
