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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;
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
Vain-glorious Generation! what new powers “ On you have been conferred ? what gifts, withheld
“ From your Progenitors, have Ye received,
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,