draw their admiration from Socrates, or make them endeavour, by their imitation of this illustrious example, to share bis glory; and, consequently, it would inc ine them to peruse the following pages with candour and impartiality, which is all I desire, and that for their sakes; for I am persuaded that an unprejudiced Infidel must necessarily receive some advantageous impressions from them. July 7, 1744. The Contents. IN the Sixth Night arguments were drawn from Nature in proof of immorality here cthers are drawn from man: from his discontent, p 5; from his passions and powers, p. 7; from the gradual growth of reason ibid. from his fear of death, p. 8; from the nature of hope, ibid. and of virtue, p. 9; from knowledge and love, as being the most essential properties of the soul, p. 13; from the order of creation, p. 14, &c. from the nature of ambition, p. 16, &c. avarice, p. 20; pleasure, p. 21; a digression on the grandeur of the passions, p. 23; Immortality alone renders our present state intelligible, p. 24; An objection from the Stoicks disbelief of immortality answered, p. 25; Endless ques tions unresolvable, but on supposition of our in mortality, p. 26; &c. The natural, most melancholy, and pathetick complaint of a worthy man, under the persuasion of no futurity, p. 28, &c. The gross absur dities and horreurs of annihilation urged home on Lorenzo, p. 34, &c. The su's vast importance, p. 40, &c. from whence it arises, p. 43, &c. The sifficulty of being an Infidel, p. 45; the infamy, p. 45; the cause, p. 47; and the character, ibid. of an infidel state. What true free-thinking is, p. 49; the necessary punishment of the false, p. 55. Man's ruin is from himself, p. 51; an Infidel accuses himself of guilt and hypocrisy, and that of the worst sort, ibid. his obligation to Christians, p. 52; what danger he incurs by virtue, ibid. Vice recommended to him, p. 54; his high pretences to virtue and benevolence exploded, ibid. The conclusion, on the nature of faith, p 56; reason, ibid.. and hope, ibid. with an apology for this attempt, p. 57. HEAV'N gives the needful, but neglected, call: What day, what hour, but knocks at human hearts, To wake the soul to sense of future scenes? Deaths stand, like Mercuries, in ev'ry way, And kindly point us to our journey's end. 10 Pope, who couldst make immortals! art thou dead? This earth and skies* already have proclaim'd. 15 20 25 *Night the Sixth. Resolve me why the cottager and king, He whom sea-sever'd realms obey, and he Is it that things terrestrial cann't content: Sighs on for something more, when most enjoy’d. In part remote; for that remoter part 35 40 46 Man bleats from instinct, tho', perhaps, debauch'd And discontent is immortality. Shall sons of Ether, shall the blood of Heav'n, 55 On thrones, and thou congratulate the sigh. 65 Our heads, our hearts, our passions, and our pow'rs, Nor are our pow'rs to perish immature; A brighter sun, and in a nobler soil, 70 75 75 Shall flourish fair, and put forth all their bloom. 80 Flows in at once; in ages they no more 85 Were man to live coeval with the sun, The patriarch pupil would be learning still, Should set ere noon, in eastern oceans drown'd: go The sun's meridian with the soul of man. Nor reach what reach he might, why die in dread? Full ample fund to balance all amiss, His immortality alone can solve Hope, eager Hope, the assassin of our joy, That wish accomplish'd, why the grave of bliss? 95 105 110 |