Yet, how I love to watch that boy
sauntering in the rain!

but Reason halts our Vagary
and sits us to our wasted toils:

O, I could watch Autumn forever where he spoils
th'burdens of eternity!

and Reason that lets me see so plain-

ly tells me I must be reconciled
to Try in vain--How can one? watching that child
trying to squash the rain!