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 Sports such as best befit each sex and age By nature's steady laws and inborn taste; With others that together shared shall best Give fresh young hearts delight, and make them bound All joyously with sympathetic bliss.

Nor, O ye parents, let your hearts grow old; As oft your breasts have throbbed with childish glee And youthful ardors, yet remembered well; Have felt the restlessness of keen desire That seemed a quenchless thirst; still let them hold Kind fellowship with new-born life and joy. Be ye with childhood, children—youth, with youth; Nor deem that aught of dignity, or grace, Is lost by nursery raptures, heard afar In echoing laughs and shouts from lisping tongues; Scorn not to tell or hear the thrice-told tales Of Fairies, Giants, and all monsters dire, And chant quaint melodies, tradition's trust, Safe handed down through generations dead! Fail not when merry girlhood courts thy smile