Bids at thy will the lack’ning tempest ccafe, Why faints and fages, mark'd in ev'ry age,
While the calm occan smooths its ruffled face; Periíh the vi&tims of tyrannie rage ;
When lightnings thro' the air tremendous fly, Why Socrates for truth and freedom fell,
Or the blue plague is loosen'd to destroy, Or Nero reigu'd the delegate of hell :
Thy hand directs, or turns afide the stroke; In vain by reason is the maze pursued,
Thy word the fiend's commiffiou can revoke; Of ill triumphant, and afticted gord.
When fubterraneous fires the surface heavc, Fix'd to the hold, fo might the sailor aiin
And towns are buried in the vawning grave; To judge the pilot, and the ftverage blame,
Thou suffer'ft not the mischief to prevail; As we direét to God what should belong,
Thy sov'reign touch the recent wound can heal. Or say, that sov'reign wisdom gostins wrong.
To Zembla's rocksthousend 'ft the cheerfulgleam; Nor always vice does uncorrcéted go,
O'er Lybia’s fands thou pour ft the cooling furcam Nor virtue unrewarded pass below!
Thy watchful Providence o'er all intends ; Oft facred Justice lifts her awful hicad,
Thy works obey their great Creator's ends. And dooms the tyrant and th' ulurper dead;

When man too long the paths of vice pursued, Oft Providence, more friendly than levere,
Thy hand prepar'd the univerfal flood;

Arreits the hero in his wild career;
Gracious, to Noah gave the timely fign, Directs the fever, poniard, or the ball,
To fave a remnant from the wrath divine! By which an Aminon, Charles, or Cæfar fall :
One thining waste the globe teriettrial lay, Or, when the cursed Borgias brew the cup
And the ark heav'd along the troubled fea; For merit, bids the monsters drink it up;
Thou bad'st the deep his ancient bed explore, On violence oft retorts the cruel spear,
The clouds their wat'ry deluge pour d no more! Or fetters cunning in its crafty spare ;
The skies were clear'd—the mountain tops were Relieves the innocent, exalts the just,

The dove pacific brought the olive green. [feen, And lays the proud oppressor in the dust!
On Ararat the happy Patriarch tost,

But, fast as 'Time's twift pinions can convey,
Found the recover'd world his hopes had lost; Haltens the pomp of that tremendous day,
There his fond eyes review'd the plafing scenc, When to the view of all created eyes
The earth all verdant, and the air terene! God's high tribunal Thall majestic rise,
Its precious freight thc guardian ark display'd, When the loud trumpet thall assemble round
While Noah grateful adoration paid !

The dead, reviving at the piercing found ! Beholding in the many-tinctur'd bow

Where men and angels shall to audit come, The promise of a safer world below.

And millions yet unborn receive their doom!
When wild ambition rear'd its impious head, Then thall fair Providence, to all display'd,
And rising Babel Heav'n with pride survey'd; Appear divinely bright without a thade;
Thy word the mighty labour could confound, In light triumphant all her acts be shown,
And leave the mass to mouider with the ground. And blushing Doubt eternal Wildom own!

From Thee all human actions take their iprings, Mean while, theu grcat Intelligence supreme,
The rise of empires, and the fall of kings ! Sov'reign Director of this mighty frame,
See the vast theatre of time display'd,

Whofu watchful band, and all-obseiving ken,
Whilc o'er the scene succeeding heroes tread! 'Fashions the hearts, and views the ways of mon;
With pomp the shining images succeed, Whether thy hand the plenteous table spread,
What Icaders triumph! and what monarchs bleed! Or measure Sparingly the daily bread;
Perform the parts thy providence aflign'd, Whether or wealth or honours gild the scene,
Their pride, their passions, to thy ends inclin'd: Or wants deform, and wasting anguish ftain ;
Awhile they glitter in the face of day, On thee lut truth and virtue firm icly,
Then at thy nod the phantoms pass away; Blefs'd in the care of thy approving cye!
No traces left of all the buty scene,

Know that thy Providence, their constant friend, But that remembrance lays--The things have been! Thro'life ihallguard them, and in death attend;

“But(questions Doubt whence fickly nature feels With everlasting arms their cause embrace, “ The aguc-fits her face so oft reveals? (brcalt? And crown the patiis of picty with peace. “ Whence earthquakes heavethecarth's astonish'd " Whence tempeltsrage? or yellow plag!les infeft:

IX. GOODNESS. “ Whence draws rank Africher empoifonditore: Yc seraphs, who God's throne encircling still, “Or liquid fires explosive Ætna pour ?" With holy zeal your golden cenfers fill; Go, sceptic mole! demand th' eternal cause, Ye Aaming ministers, to diftant lands The secret of his all-preserving laws;

Who bear, obfequious, his divine commands; The depths of wisdoin infinite explore, Yc cherubs, who compose the facred choir, And ask thy Maker---why he knows no more? Attuning to the voice th' angelic lyre!

Thy error ftill in moral things as great, Or ye, fair natives of the heav'nly plain, As vain to cavil at the ways of fate,

Who once were morial--now a happier train! Po ask why prosp'rous vice so oft succeeds, Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours, Why suffers innocence, or virtue bleeds ? In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs, Why monsters, nature must with blushes own, Oh lend one fpark of your celestial fire, By crimes grow pow'rful, and disgrace a throne ? Oh deign my glowing bosom to aspire,

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And aid the Muse's unexperienc'd wing, Attend the swains, pursue the Atarry road,
"l'hile Goudness, theme divine, the foars to sing! And hail to earth the Saviour and the God!
Tho' all thy attributes, divinely fair,

Redemption ! oh thou beauteous myftic plan!
Thy full perfection, glorious God! declare ; Thou salutary source of life to man !
Yo if one beams fuperior to the rest,

What tongue can speak thy comprehensive grace!
Oh let thy goodness faireft be confeis d : What thought thy depths unfathomable trace?
As thines the moon amidst her starry train, When loft in sin our ruin'd nature lay,
As breathes the role amongst the flow'ry scene, When awful justice claim'd her righteous pay!
As the mild dore her filver plumes displays, See the mild Saviour bend his pitying eye,
So theds thy mercy its distinguish'd rays. And stop the lightning just prepar'd to Hy!

This led, Creator mild, thy gracious hand, (o ftrange effcct of unexampled love !)
When furmless Chaos freard thy high command; View him descend the heav'nly throne above;
When, pleas'd, thy eye thy matchless works re- Patient, the ills of mortal life endure,
view'd,

Calm, though revil'd, and innocent, tho' poor!
And Goodnels, placid, spoke that all was good! Uncertain his abode, and coarse his food,

Nor only does in heav'n thy goodness thine ; His life one fair continued scene of good;
Delighted nature feels its warmth divine; For us sustain the wrath no man decreed,
The vical fun's illuminating beam,

The victim of eternal justice bleed !
The filver crescent, and the starry gleam, Louk! to the cross the Lord of life is tied,
As day and night alternate they command, They pierce his hands, and wound his sacred fide!
Proclaim that truth to ev'ry diftant land. See God expires ! our forfeit to atone,

See fmiling nature, with thy treasures fair, While nature trembles at his parting groan !
Confefs thy bounty and parental care ;

Advance, thou hopeless mortal, steel'd in guilty
Renew'd by thee, the faithful lessons rise, Behold, and, if thou canst, forbear to melt!
And earth with plenty all her sons fupplies. Shall Jefus die thy freedom to regain,
The generous lion, and the brinded boar, And wilt thou drag the voluntary chain ?
Ås nightly ıhıro' tlie forest walks they roar, Wilt thou refuse thy kind assent to give,
From thee, Almighty Maker, seek their prcy, When dying he looks down to bid thee live!
Nor from thy hand unsated go away :

Perverse, wilt thou reject the proffer'd good,
To thee for mcat the callow ravens cry, Bought with his life, and streaming in his blood?
Supported by thy all-preserving eye:

Whofe virtue can thy deepest crimes efface,
From thee the feather'd natives of the plaini, Rc-heal thy nature, and confirm thy peace !
Or those who range the field, or plough the main, Can all the errors of thy life atone,
Receive with constant course th' appointed food, And raise thee from a rebet to a fon!
And taste the cup of univerfał good;

O bleft Redeemer, from thy facred throne,
Thy hand thou open'lt, million d myriads live; Where faints and angels fing thy triumphs won!
Thou frown'it, they faint; thou smil'lt

, and they (Where from the grave thou rais'd thy glorious On virtue's acre, as on rapine's stores, [revive!

head,
Sue Heav'n impartial deal the fruitful thow'rs! Chain'd to thy car the pow'rs infernal led)
Life's common bleflings all her children share,' From that exalted height of bliss supreme,
Tread the same earth, and breathe a gen'ral air ! Look down on those who bear thy lacred names
Without distinction boundlefs bleflings fall, Restore thcir ways, inspire them by thy grace,
And Goodness, like the fun, enlightens all ! Thy law's to follow, and thy steps to trace;

Oh man, degenerate man! offend no more! Thy bright example to thy doctrine join,
Go, learn of brutes thy Maker to adore ! And by their morals prove their faith divine !
Shall these thro' ev'ry tribe his bounty own, Nor only to thy church confine thy ray,
Of a:l his works ungrateful thou alone ! O'er the glad world thy healing light display;
Deaf when the tuneful voice of mercy cries, Fair Sun of Rightcousness! in beauty rile,
And blind when fov'reign Goodness charms the And clear the mists that cloud the mental skies!
eyes!

To Judah’s remnant, now a scatter'd train,
Mark how the wretch his awful name blasphemes, oh great Meffiah! show thy promis'd reign ;
His pity (pares-his clemency reclaims! O’er earth as wide thy faving warmth diffuse,
Obferve his pacience with the guilty strive, As spreads the ambient air, or falling dows;
And bid the criminal repent and live;

And haite the time when, vanquilh'd by thy Recal the fugitive with gentle eye,

pow'r, Befcech the obftinate, he would not die ! Death Mall expire, and fin defile no more ! Amazing tenderness-amazing most,

X. RECTITUDE.
The foul on whom such mercy should be lost !

But wouldīt thou view the rays of goodnets join Hence distant far, ye sons of carth profane,
In one frong point of radiance all divine, The loose, ambitious, covetous, or vain :
Behold, celestial Muse! yon castern light; Ye worms of pow'r! ye minion'd llaves of fiate,
To Bethlem's plain, adoring, bend thy fight! The wanton vulgar, and the sordid great !
Hear the glad message to the shepherds giv'n, But come, ye purer souls, from dross refin'd,
"Good-will on earth to man, and peace in hear'n!' The blameless hcart and uncorrupted mind i

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Let your chalte hands the holy altars raise, That all who feel, condemn'd, the dreadful rod, Fresh incense bring, and light the glowing blaze; Shall own that righteous are the ways of God! Your grateful voices aid the Muse to sing Oh then, while penitence can fate disarm, The spotless justice of th' Almighty King! While ling'ring Justice yet withholds its arm;

As only Rectitude divine he knows, While heav'nly patience grants the precious time, As truth and sanctity his thoughts compose; Let the loft finner think him of his crime; So these the dictates which th' Eternal Mind Immediate, to the seat of mercy fly, To reasonable beings has affign'd;

Nor wait to-morrow—est to-night he die ! These has his care on ev'ry mind impressid, But tremble, all ye sins of blackest birth, The conscious seals the hand of Heav'ri attest! Ye giants, that deform the face of earth; When man, perverse, for wrong forsakes the Tremble, ye sons of aggravated guilt, right,

And, ere too late, let forrow learn to melt; He still attentive keeps the fault in sight; Remorseless Murder! drop thy hand severe, Demands the strict atonement should be inade, And bathe thy bloody weapon with a tear ; And claims the forfeit on th' offender's head!

Go, Lust impure! converse with friendly light, But Doubt demands—" Why man disposa Forsake the mansions of defiling night;

Quit, dark Hypocrisy, thy thin disguise, “ Why left the dang’rous choice to go astray Nor think to cheat the notice of the skies ! “ If Heav’n that made him did the fault foresee, Unfocial Avarice, thy grasp forego, “ Thence follows, Heav'n is more to blame than And bid the useful treasure learn to flow! No-had to good the heart alone inclin'd, [he."|Restore, Injustice, the defrauded gain! What toil, what prize had virtue been affign’d ? Oppression, bend to ease the captive's chain, From obstacles her noblest triumphs now, Ere awful Justice strike the fatal blow, Her fpirits languish when the finds no foe! And drive you to the realms of night below! Man might perhaps have so been happy fill, But Doubt resumes If Justice has decreed Happy, without the privilege of will,

“The punishment proportion 'd to the deed;

“ Eternal milery seems too severe, O wondrous scheme, to mend th’almighty plan, “Too dread a weight for wretched man to bear! By linking all the dignity of man!

" Too harsh!-that endless torments should repay Yet turn thy eyes, vain sceptic, own thy pride, · The crimes of life--the errors of a day!” And view thy happiness and choice allied; In vain our reason would presumptuous pry; See virtue from herfelf her bliss derive, Heav'n's counsels are beyond conception high; A bliss, beyond the pow'r of thrones to give; In vain would thought his measur'd justice fcan! See vice, of empire and of wealth poffefs'd, His ways

how different from the ways of inan! Pine at the heart, and feel herself unbless d : Too deep for thee his secrets are to know, And say, were yet no farther marks ailign'd, Enquire not, but more wisely fhun the woe; Is man ungrateful ? or is Heav'n unkind? Warn’d by his threat'nings to his laws attend,

“Yes, all the woes from Heav'n permillive fall, And learn to make Omnipotence thy friend! “ The wretch adopts-the wretch improves them Our weaker laws, to gain the purpos d ends, From his wild luft, or his oppreilive dced, [all." Oft pass the bounds the law-giver intends; Rapes, battles, murders, facrilege proced; Oft partial pow'r, to serve its own design, His wild ambition thins the peopled carth, Warps from the text, exceeding reason's line; Or from his av'rice famine takes her birth; Strikes biass'd at the perion, not the deed, Had nature giv’n the hero wings to fly, And secs the guiltless unprotected bleed! His pride would lead him to attempt the sky! But God alone, with unimpaffion'd fight, To angels make the pigmy's folly known, Surreys the nice barrier of wrong and right; And draw ev'n pity from th'eternal throne. And while subservient, as his will ordains,

Yet while on earth triumphant vice prevails, Obedient nature yields the present means; Celestial Justice balances her scales.

While neither force nor passions guide his views, With eye unbiass'd all the scene surveys, Ev'n Evil works the purpose he pursucs! With hand impartial ev'ry crime the weighs; That bitter spring, the source of huinan pain! Oft close pursuing at his trembling heels, Heal'd by his touch, does mineral health contain; The man of blood her awful prelence feels ; And dark affliction, at his potent rod, Oft from her arm, amidst the blaze of state, Withdraws its cloud, and brightens into good. The regal tyrant, with success elate,

Thus human justice (far as man can go) Is forc'd to leap the precipice of fate!

For private safety strikes the dubious blow; Or if the villain pass unpunith'd here,

But Reétitude divine, with nobler soul, 'Tis but to make the future stroke severe; Consults each individual in the whole ! For foon or late eternal Juítice pays

Directs the issues of each moral strife,
Mankind the just defert of all their ways. And fees creation struggle into life!
'Tis in that awful all-disclosing day,

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you, ye happier souls / who in his

ways When high Omniscience shall her books display; Obfervant walk, and sing his daily praise ; When Justice shall present her strict account, Ye righteous few! whole calm unruffied breasts While Conscience shall attest the due amount; No fears can darken, and no guilt infekts,

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To whom his gracious promises extend, His praise around, ye flow'ry tribes, exhale,
In whom tiey centre, and in whom thall end, Far as your sweets embalm the spicy gale!
Which (biels'don tha: foundation sure who build) His praise, ye dimpled streams, to earth reveal,
Shall with eternal Justice be fulfill'd :

As pleas d ye murmur through the flow'ry vale !
Ye fons of life, to whole çlad hope is giv'n His praise, ye featherd choirs, distinguish'd fing,
The bright reversion of approaching heav'n, As to your notes the vocal forcsts ring!
With grateful hearts his glorious praise recite, His praise proclain, ye monsters of the deep,
Whole love from darkness caild you out to Who in the vast abyss your revels keep!
So let your picry reflective shine, [light; Or ye, fair natives of our earthly scene,
As men may thence confess his truth divine | W'horange the wilds, or haunt the pasture green!
And when this mortal rcil, as foon it must, Nor thou, vain lord of earth, with carclefs car
Sali drop, returning to its native dust; The universal bvinn of worship hcar!
The work of life with approbation done, But ardent in the facred chorus join,
Receive ftuin God your bright immortal crown. Thy foul transported with the talk divine !
XI. GLORY.

While by his works th’Almighty is confess’d,

Supremciy glorious, and fupreincly bless'd! But oh, adrent'rous Mife, restrain thy flight, Great Lord of life! from whom this humble Dire not the blaze of uncreated light!

Derives the pow'r to sing thy holy name, [frame Before whole glorious throne with dread surprise Forgive the lowly Muse, whose artless lay Th’adoring fera plı veils his dazzled eyes; Has dar'd thy sacred Attributes survey ! Whole pure effulgence, radiant to excels, Delighted oft thro' nature's beauteous field Nocers can describe, or words express ! Has the ador'd thy Wisdom bright reveal'd; All th: fair beauties, all the lucid ftores, Oft hare her wishes aim'd the secret song, Whichi o'er thy works thy hand resplendent pours, But awful rev'rence still withheld her tongue. Feeble, thy brighter glories to display,

Yet as thy bounty lent the reas'ning heam, Pale as the moon before the folar ray! As feels my conscious breast thy vital flame,

Gee on his throne the gaudy Persian plac'd, So, bleft Creator, let thy servant pay
In a.I the pomp of the luxuriani east!

His mite of gratitude this feeble way;
While mingling gems a borrow'd day unfold,

Tliy Goodness own, thy Providence adore, And the rich purple waves embots'd with gold; And yield thce only- -what was thine before. It: mark this fcene of painted grandeur yield To the fair lily that adorns the field ! Obicurd, behold that fainter lily lies

§ 51. The Day of Judgment: a Seatonian PrizeBy the rich bird's iniinitable dres;

Poem. By Dr. GLYNN. l'ct these survey confounded and outdone THY Justice, heav'nly King! and that great day, Py the superior luilre of the sun;

When Virtue, long abandon'd and forlorn, That fun himself withdraws his leffen'd bcam Shall raisc her penfive head; and Vice, that erst Fron Thee, the glorious Author of his frame! Rang'd unreprov'd and free, shall fink appall’d;

Transcendent Pow'r! foic arbiter of fate! I sing advent'rous - But what eye can pierce
How great thy gluy! and thy bliss how great! The vast immeafurable realms of space,
To view from thy exaited thionc above, O'er which Messiah drives his faming car
Eternal fuurce of light, and life, and love !) To that bright region, where enthron'd he fits,
Uanumber'd crcatures draw their siniling birth, First-born of Heav'n, to judge assembled worlds,
To bit's the heav'ns, or beautify the earth; Cloth'd in celestial radiance? Can the Mule,
Wale fyftems roll, obcdicnt to thy view, Her feeble wing all damp with earthly dew,
And worlds rejoice –which Newton never knew. Soar to that bright empyreal, where around

Toen raite the long, the gen':al anthem raise, Myriads of angels, God's perpetual choir,
And facil the concert of ctcrmal praise ! Tlymn hallelujahs, and in concert loud
Amr, ye ots, that form t.is boundless whole, Chant songs of triumph to their Maker's praise?--
Which in the womb of space uorumber'd roll; Yet will I strive to fing, albeit unus'd
Yeplaners who comple‘our leffer scheme, To tread poetic foil. What though the wiles
And bead, concertive, round the fciar frame; Of Fancy me enchanted, ne'er could lure
Tin eve of nature ! whole extensive ray To rove o'er fairy lands; to fiviin the streams
With endlets charms adorns the face of day; That through her valleys wave their mazy way;
Consenting raise th' harivonious joyful found, Or climb her mountain tops; yet will I raise
And bear his praises thro' the valt profound ! My fecble voice to tell what harmony
His praife, ye winds that fan the cheerful air, (Sweet as the music of the rolling spheres)
Swift as they pass along your pinions bear! Actunes the moral world : that Virtue ftill
His praise let ocean thro' her realms ditplay, May hope her promis'dcrown; that Vice may dread
Far as her circling billows can convey! Vengeance, though late; that reas'ning Pride may
His praise, ye iilty vapours, wide diffuse,
La rains deicending, or in milder dews ! Just, though unsearchable, the ways of Heav'n.
His praises whisper, ye majestic trees,

Sceptic! whoe'er thou art, who say'st the foul, As your tops rustle to the gentle breeze ! That divine particle which God's own breath

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Inspir'd into the mortal mals, fhall rest Parthians; and they who dwelt on Tyber's banks, Annihilate, ull Duration has unrollid

Names fam‘d of old: or who of later age, Her never-ending line; tell, if thou know'ft, Chincfe and Ruflian, Mexican and Turk, Why every nation, every clime, though all Tenant the wild terrene; and they who pitch In laws, in rites, in manners disagree,

Thicir tents on Niger's banks; or, where the fun With one content expect another world, Pours on Golconda's spires his early light, Where wickedness fhallweep? Why Paynim bards Drink Gangrs' facrcd stream. At once thall rise, Fabled Elysian plains, Tartarean lakes, Whom diftant ages to each others light Styx and Cocytus ? Tell, why Hali's sons Had long denied : before the throne fhall kneel Have feign'd a paradise of miith and love, Some great Progenitor, while at his side Barquets, and blooming nymphs: Or rather tell, Stand his defcendants through a thousand lines. Why, on the brink of Orellana's stream, Whate'cr thcir nation, and whate'er thcir rank, Where never Science rear'd her sacred torch, Horces and patriarchs, Naves and fceptred kings, Th’untutor'd Indian dreams of happier worlds. With equal eye the God of all thall lee, Behind the cloud-topt hill? Why in each breast And judge with equal love. What though the Is plac'd a friendly inouitor, that prompts,

With ocitly pomp

and aromatic livets [great Informs, directs, encourages, forbids?

Embalın d his poor remains; or through the dunie Tell, why on unknown evil grief attends, A thousand tapers shed their gloomy light, Or joy on secret good : Why conscience acts While folemn organs to his parting soul With tenfold force, when fickness, age, or pain Chanted flow orilons ? Say, by what mark Stands tott'ring on the precipice of death? Doft thou discern him from that lowly swain Or why such horror gnaws the guilty foul Whose mouldering lones bencath the thorn-bound Of dying finners, while the good man sleeps Long lay neglected ? All at once shall rise, rurf Peaceful and calm, and tvith a smile expires ? But not to cqual glory; for, alas ! Louk round the world! with what a partial hand With howlings dire, and execrations loud, The fcale of bliss and mis’ry is sustain'd! Some wail their fatal birth. First ainong these Beneath the shade of cold obfcurity

Behold the mighty murd'rers of mankind : Fale Virtue lios; nó arm fupports her head, Ticy who in fjort whole kingdoms flew; or they No friendly voice lpcaks comfort to her foul, Who to the tutt'ring sinnacle of power Nor loft-eyed Piry drops a melting tear; ll'aded through leas of blood ! How will they curte But, in their stead, Contempt and rude Difuain The madness of ambition ! how lament Iniult the banith'd wanderer : on the goes, Their dcarbought laurels; when the widow'd wife Neglected and forlorn : Difcale and Coid, And childleis niother at the judgment fcat [they And Famine, worst of ills, her steps attend ! Plead trumpet-tongued against them!--Here are Yet patient, and to Heaven's just will relign'd, Who!unk an aged father to the grave; She ne'er is seen to weep, or heard to figh. Or with unkindness hard, and cold disdain,

Now turn yourcyes to yon tweet-linelling bow's, Slighted a brother's fuit 'rings.—Here are they
Where; fiuth'd with all the infolence of wealth, whom fraud and skilful trcachery long recur'd;
Siis pamper'd Vice! For him th’Arabian gale Who froin the infant virgin tore her dow'r,
Breathes forth delicious odours; Gallia's hills And ate the orphan's bread; who spent thtir stores
For himn pour nectar from the purple vine. In fcifith laxury; or o'er their gold
Nor tilink for thetc he pays the tribute due Prostrate and pale ador'd the uselets heap:

To Heav'n: of Hcav'n he never names the name, Here too who fain'd the chaste connubial bed!
Save when with imprecations dark and dire Who mix'd the pois’nous bowl;-or broke the ties
He points his jest obicene. Yet buxom Health Of hospitable friend thip; and the wretch
Sits on his roly check; yet Honour gilds Whose lifless soul, fick with the cares of life,
His high exploits; and downy-pinion d Sleep Unfummond, to the presence of his God
Sheds a soft opiate o'er his peaceful couch. Ruth'd in with insult rude. How would they jogi

Sectt thou this, fighteous Father! fecft thouthis, Once more to visit earth, and, though oppreisid
And wilt thou ne'er repay? Shall good and ill With all that pain and famine can infiet,
Be carried undiftinguith d to the land Pant up the hill of life. Vain with ! the Judge
Where all things are forget : --Ah, no! the day Pronounces doom eternal on their heads,
Willcome, when Virtue from the cloud fhallburit, Perpctual punishment. Seek not to know
That long obfcur'd her beams; when Sin thall fly Wliat punithment! for that th’Almighty will
Back her native Hell; there sink eclips'd Has hid from mortal eyes : and shall vain man
In penal darknets; where nor star thall rife, With curious search refin'd presume to pry
Nor over lunthine pierce th'impervious glooin. Into thy fecrets, Father! No! let hiin

On that great day the folemn truinp shall found, With humble patience all thy works adore, (That trump which once in heav'n on man's revolt) And walk in all thy paths; so Ihalt his meid Convok'd th' aftoniih'd seraphs) at whole voice Be

great in heav'n, so haply snall he 'scape Th’unpeopled graves Thall pour forth alltheir dead. Th'immortal worm and never-ceafing fire. Tlien Gall th' affeinbled nations of the earth But who are they, who bound in tenfold chains From ev'ry quarter at the judgment-lcat Stand horribly aghaft? This is that crew inite; Egyplians, Babylonians, Grocks, Who Itrove to pull Jehovah from his throne,

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