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O blessed effect of penury and want ;
Complacency has breathed a gentle gale
His books well trimmed and in the gayest style,
What shall the man deserve of humán kind,
Whose happy skill and industry combined
Shall prove (what argument could never yet)
The Bible an imposture and a cheat?
Where the betrayed, forsaken, and oppressed,
Where should they find (those comforts at an end
The Scripture yields,) or hope to find, a friend?
Sorrow might muse herself to madness then,
And, seeking exile from the sight of men,
Bury herself in solitude profound,
Grow frantic with her pangs, and bite the ground.
Thus often Unbelief, grown sick of life,
Flies to the tempting pool, or felon knife.
The jury meet, the coroner is short,
And lunacy the verdict of the court :
Reverse the sentence, let the truth be known,
Such lunacy is ignorance alone;
They knew not, what some bishops may not know,
That Scripture is the only cure of wo;
That field of promise, how it flings abroad
Its odour o'er the Christian's thorny road!
The soul, reposing on assured relief,
Feels herself happy amidst all her grief,
Forgets her labour as she toils along,
Weeps tears of joy, and bursts into a song.
But the same word, that, like the polished share,
Ploughs up the roots of a believer's care,
Kills too the flow'ry weeds, where'er they grow,
That bind the sinner's Bacchanalian brow.
Oh that unwelcome voice of heavenly love,
Sad messenger of mercy from above!
How does it grate upon his thankless ear,
# Crippling his pleasures with the cramp of fear!
His will and judgment at continual strife,
That civil war imbitters all his life:
own mind and form, In vain he points his powers against the skies,
In vain he closes or averts his eyes,
Truth will intrude—she bids him yet beware;
And shakes the sceptic in the scorner's chair.
Though various foes against the truth combine,
Pride above all opposes her design;
Pride, of a growth superior to the rest,
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Swells at the thought, and, kindling into rage, Their judge was conscience, and her rule their law,
And is the soul indeed so lost?—she cries, Led them, however faltering, faint, and slow,
And sinks, while favoured with the means to rise,
own unborrowed wings, Shall find them rated at their full amount; Possess herself of all that's good or true,
The good he scorned all carried to account. Assert the skies, and vindicate her due.
Marshaling all his terrors as he came,
Thunder, and earthquake, and devouring flame,
Life for obedience, death for every flaw.
When the great Sovereign would his will express, Maturer years shall happier stores produce,
He gives a perfect rule; what can he less? And meliorate the well-concocted juice.
And guards it with a sanction as severe Then, conscious of her meritorious zeal,
As vengeance can inflict, or sinners fear: To justice she may make her bold appeal,
Else his own glorious rights he would disclaim, And leave to mercy, with a tranquil mind,
And man might safely trifle with his name. The worthless and unfruitful of mankind.
He bids him glow with unremitting love Hear then how mercy, slighted and defied, To all on earth, and to himself above; Retorts the affront against the crown of Pride.
Condemns the injurious deed, the sland'rous Perish the virtue, as it ought, abhorred,
tongue, And the fool with it, who insults his Lord.
The thought that meditates a brother's wrong: The atonemnent, a Redeemer's love has wrought, Brings not alone the more conspicuous part, Is not for you--the righteous need it not.
His conduct, to the test, but tries his heart.
Hark! universal nature shook and groaned,
'Twas the last trumpet-see the judge enthroned;
Now summon every virtue, stand and plead.
What! silent? Is your boasting heard no more ?"
That self-renouncing wisdom, learned before,
Had shed immortal glories on your brow, That man is dead in sin, and life a gift. ho? Is virtue, then, unless of Christian growth,
That all your virtues can not purchase now. Mere fallacy, or foolishness, or both?
All joy to the beliêver! He can speak-
Trembling yet happy, confident yet meek.
That speech betrays at once a bigot's tongue, And cut up all my follies by the root,
That they proceeded from a grateful heart:
Cleansed in thine own all purifying blood, Possess for me their undisputed lot,
Forgive their evil, and accept their good;
Is what it was, dependence upon thee;
That never failed, nor shall it fail me now,
tam patiens, nullo certamine tolli Dona sines?
Virg. Æn. Lib. V.
Why weeps the muse for England ? What ap- (Forgot the blush, that virgin fears impart
To modest cheeks, and borrowed one from art;
As silly pride and idleness produce; •
With feet too delicate to touch the ground,
They stretched the neck, and rolled the wanton eye,
He saw his people slaves to every lust,
Lewd, avaricious, arrogant, unjust;
He heard the wheels of an avenging God
Stamped with his foot, and smote upon his thigh:
Pleasure is deaf when told of future pain,
And sounds prophetic are too rough to suit ,
They scorned his inspiration and his theme. Her theatres, her revels, and her sports;
Pronounced him frantic, and his fears a dream; The scenes to which not youth alone resorts,
With self-indulgence winged the fleeting hours, age, in spite of weakness and of pain, Till the foe found them, and down fell their towers, Still haunts, in hope to dream of youth again;
Long time Assyria bound them in her chain, All speak her happy: let the Muse look round Till penitence had purged the public stain, From East to West, no sorrow can be found;
And Cyrus, with relenting pity moved, Or only what, in cottages confined,
Returned them happy to the land they loved; * Sighs anregarded to the passing wind.
There, proof against prosperity, a while Then wherefore weep for England? What ap- They stood the test of her ensnaring sinile, pears
And had the grace in scenes of peace to show In England's case to move the muse to tears?
The virtue they had learned in scenes of wo."
But man is frail, and can but ill sustain
A long immunity from grief and pain;
And after all the joys that Plenty leads,
With tiptoe step Vice silently succeeds. There were the scorner's and the slanderer's When he that ruled them with a shepherd's rod,
In form a man, in dignity a God, Oaths , used as playthings or convenient tools,
Came, not expected in that humble guise, As interest bias'd knaves, or fashion fools;
To sift and search them with unerring eyes, Adultery, neighing at his neighbour's door;
He found, concealed beneath a fair outside, Oppression, lab’ring hard to grind the poor;
The filth of rottenness, and worm of pride; The partial balance, and deceitful weight;
Their piety a system of deceit, The treacherous stnile, a mask for secret hate;
Scripture employed to sanctify the cheat;
The Pharisee the dupe of his own art,
Self-idolized, and yet a knave at heart.
When nations are to perish in their sins, | 'Tis in the church the leprosy begins;
For Israel dealt in robbery and wrong;
Hypocrisy, formality in prayer,
By Vanity's unwearied finger dressed,
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La me standards of The priest, whose office is with zeal sincere Confessed the wonder, and with daring tongue
kance bo the warni To watch the fountain, and preserve it clear, Blasphemed th' authority from which it sprung. Carelessly nods and sleeps upon the brink, They knew by sure prognostics seen on high,
Si te postului While others poison what the flock must drink; The future tone and temper of the sky;
impia 2,15 Or, waking at the call of lust alone,
But, grave dissemblers could not understand Infuses lies and errors of his own:
That Sin let loose speaks punishment at hand His unsuspecting sheep believe it pure;
Ask now of history's authentic page, And, tainted by the very means of cure, And call up evidence from ev'ry age; Catch from each other'a
contagious spot, Display with busy and laborious hand The foul fore-runner of a general rot.
The blessings of the most indebted land;
The favours poured upon the Jewish name;
Their freedom purchased for them at the cost
Their title to a country not their own,
That moving signal summoning, when best,
And Time forbid to touch them as he flew;
Streams, swelled above the bank, enjoined to stand,
Lords of the conquered soil, there rooted fast,
Where will you find a race like theirs, endowed,
In vain the nations, that had seen them rise
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And the twelve standards of the tribes unfurled Cry aloud, thou that sittest in the dust,
Cry to the proud, the cruel, and unjust ;
What ails thee, restless as the waves that roar,
Mistress, at least while Providence shall please,
With light derived from thee, would smother
Thy very children watch for thy disgrace_-
Chy rulers load thy credit, year by year,
As if, like arches built with skilful hand,
The more 'twere pressed the firmer it would stand.
The cry in all thy ships is still the same,
Speed us away to battle and to fame.
Thy mariners explore the wild expanse,
Impatient to descry the flags of France ;
Return ashamed without the wreaths they sought.
Chaos of contrarieties at war;
Where sharp and solid, phlegmatic and light,
Discordant atoms meet, ferment, and fight;
Where Obstinacy takes his sturdy stand,
Where Policy is busied all night long
In setting right what Faction has set wrong;
Where flails of oratory thrash the floor,
That yields them chaff and dust, and nothing
Thy racked inhabitants repine, complain,
Taxed till the brow of Labour sweats in vain,
War lays a burden on the reeling state,
And peace does nothing to relieve the weight;
Successive loads succeeding broils impose,
And sighing millions prophesy the close.
Is adverse Providence, when pondered well,
So dimly writ, or difficult to spell,
Thou canst not read with readiness and ease
Providence adverse in events like these?
Know then that heavenly wisdom on this ball
Creates, gives birth to, guides, consummates all
That while laborious and quick-thoughted man
Snuffs up the praise of what he seems to plan,
He first conceives, then perfects his design,
As a mere instrument in hands divine:
That balances the wings of every hour,
Frames many a purpose, and God works his own.
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Thy diadem displaced, thy sceptre gone;
And thou thyself o'er country sown,