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S T A N Z AS

ON THE

S A ME

OCCASION.

WHY am I loth to leave this earthly scene!

Have I so found it full of pleasing charms? Some drops of joy with draughts of ill be

tween : Some gleams of sunshine mid renewing

storms:

Is it departing pangs my soul alarms?

Or Death's unlovely, dreary, dark abode? For guilt, for guilt, my terrors are in arms;

I tremble to approach an angry God, And justly smart beneath his fin-avenging rod.

Fain would I say, 'Forgive my foul offence!'

Fain promise never more to disobey; But, should my Author health again dispense,

Again I might desert fair Virtue's way; Again in Folly's path might go astray ;

Again exalt the brute and sink the man; Then how should I for Heav'nly Mercy pray, Who act so counter Heav'nly Mercy's

plan? Who fin so oft have mourn'd, yet to temp

tation ran?

O Thou, Great Governor of all below!
If I may dare a lifted eye to thee,

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Thy

Thy nod can make the tempest cease to

blow, Or still the tumult of the raging sea : With that controuling pow'r aflift ev’n me,

Those headlong, furious passions to con

fine;

For all unfit I feel my powers to be,

To rule their torrent in th' allowed line; 0, aid me with Thy help, Omnipotence Divine !

Lying at a Reverend Friend's house one night,

the Author left the following Verses in the room where be sept :

I.

0 THOU dread Pow'r, who reign’ít

above!

I know Thou wilt me hear :
When for this scene of peace and love,

I make my pray'r fincere.

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II.

The hoary Sire-the mortal stroke,

Long, long, be pleas'd to spare; To bless his little filial flock,

And show what good men are.

III.

She, who her lovely Offspring eyes

With tender hopes and fears, O bless her with a Mother's joys,

But spare a Mother's tears !

IV.

Their hope, their stay, their darling youth, In manhood's dawning blush;

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