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Distress and care.

What then remains ?_To seek Those helps, for his occasions ever near, Who lacks not will to use them ; vows, renewed On the first motion of a holy thought; Vigils of contemplation; praise; and prayer, A Stream, which, from the fountain of the heart, Issuing however feebly, no where flows Without access of unexpected strength. But, above all, the victory is most sure For Him, who, seeking faith by virtue, strives To yield entire submission to the law Of Conscience ; Conscience reverenced and obeyed, As God's most intimate Presence in the soul, And his most perfect Image in the world. -Endeavour thus to live; these rules regard, These helps solicit; and a steadfast seat Shall then be yours among the happy few Who dwell on earth yet breathe empyreal air, Sons of the morning. For your nobler Part, Ere disencumbered of her mortal chains, Doubt shall be quelled and trouble chased away; With only such degree of sadness left


As may support longings of pure desire;
And strengthen love, rejoicing secretly
In the sublime attractions of the Grave."

While, in this strain, the venerable Sage Poured forth his aspirations, and announced His judgments, near that lonely House we paced A plot of green-sward, seemingly preserved By Nature's care from wreck of scattered stones, And from the encroachment of encircling heath: Small space! but for reiterated steps Smooth and commodious; as a stately deck Which to and fro the Mariner is used To tread for pastime; talking with his Mates, Or haply thinking of far-distant Friends, While the Ship glides before a steady breeze. Stillness prevailed around us : and the Voice, That spake, was capable to lift the soul Tow’rds regions yet more tranquil. But, methought, That He, whose fixed despondency had given Impulse and motive to that strong discourse, Was less upraised in spirit than 'abashed;

Shrinking from admonition, like a man
Who feels, that to exhort, is to reproach.
Yet not to be diverted from his aim,
The Sage continued.—“For that other loss,
The loss of confidence in social Man,
By the unexpected transports of our Age
Carried so high, that every thought—which looked
Beyond the temporal destiny of the Kind-
To many seemed superfluous; as, no cause
For such exalted confidence could e'er
Exist; so, none is now for such despair:
The two extremes are equally remote
From Truth and Reason ;-do not, then, confound
One with the other, but reject them both;
And choose the middle point, whereon to build
Sound expectations. This doth he advise
Who shared at first the illusion; but was soon
Cast from the pedestal of pride by shocks
Which Nature gently gave, in woods and fields ;
Nor unreproved by Providence, thus speaking
To the inattentive Children of the World,

Vain-glorious Generation! what new powers “ On you have been conferred ? what gifts, withheld

my decrees

“ From your Progenitors, have Ye received,
“ Fit recompence of new desert? what claim
“ Are ye prepared to urge,

“ For you should undergo a sudden change ;
“ And the weak functions of one busy day,

Reclaiming and extirpating, perform “ What all the slowly-moving Years of Time, “ With their united force, have left undone?

By Nature's gradual processes be taught,

By Story be confounded. : Ye aspire “ Rashly, to fall once more ; and that false fruit, “ Which, to your over-weening spirits, yields

Hope of a flight celestial, will produce “ Misery and shame. But Wisdom of her sons “ Shall not the less, though late, be justified.”! Such timely warning,” said the Wanderer, “. gave That visionary Voice; and, at this day, When a Tartarian darkness overspreads The groaning nations; when the Impious rules By will or by established ordinance, Their own dire agents, and constrain the Good To acts which they abhor; though I bewail This triumph, yet the pity of my heart,

Prevents me not from owning, that the law,
By which Mankind now suffers, is most just.
For by superior energies ; more strict
Affiance in each other; faith more firm
In their unhallowed principles ; the Bad
Have fairly earned a victory o'er the weak,
The vacillating, inconsistent Good.
Therefore, not unconsoled, I wait-in hope
To see the moment, when the righteous Cause
Shall gain Defenders zealous and devout
As They who have opposed her; in which Virtue
Will to her efforts tolerate no bounds
That are not lofty as her rights ; aspiring
By impulse of her own etherial zeal.
That Spirit only can redeem Mankind;
And when that sacred Spirit shall appear
Then shall our triumph be complete as their's.
Yet, should this confidence prove vain, the Wise
Have still the keeping of their proper peace ;
Are guardians of their own tranquillity.
They act, or they recede, observe, and feel ;
“ Knowing”—(to adopt the energetic words
Which a time-hallowed Poet hath employed)

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