Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/They Rove Forever

by Lydia Sigourney

THEY ROVE FOREVER.

LINES written on reading a line of Dr. Young's, describing the motion and order of the planetary bodies.

"They rove forever, without error rove."

WE too rove ever; first with infant dream,
We hang like insects o'er a summer stream;
With childish step midst opening sweets we rove,
Sooth'd and applauded by the voice of love;
Then high with youth, we rush o'er painted lawns,
Half hidden flowers, and still more hidden thorns;
Mature, we wander on in paths of care,
And mute, and sad, our various burdens bear;
Ev'n too, in age we rove; with spirit bent,
Tho' light be dim, and nature's force be spent;
But rove we without error, as we go?
Here pity sighs, and truth must answer, No.