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If such a one you find, let truth prevail :
is done. See how his church, adorn'd with every grace, With open arms, a kind forgiving face, Stands ready to prevent her long-lost son's em
brace. Not more did Joseph o'er his brethren weep, Nor less himself could from discovery keep, When in the crowd of suppliants they were seen, And in their crew his best-beloved Benjamin.
That pious Joseph in the church behold,
your gold ; The Jofeph you exild, the Joseph whom you
fold. Thus, while with heavenly charity The spoke, A streaming blaze the silent shadows broke; Shot from the skies ; a chearful azure light : The birds obscene to forests wing'd their flight, And gaping graves receiv'd the wandring guilty
spright. Such were the pleasing triumphs of the sky, For James his late nocturnal victory ; The pledge of his almighty Patron's love, The fireworks which his angels made above. I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night : The messenger with speed the tidings bore; News, which three laboring nations did restore But heaven's own Nuntius was arriv'd before.
By this, the Hind had reach'd her lonely cell, And vapors rose, and dews unwholsom fell. When she, by frequent observation wise, As one who long on heaven had fix'd her eyes, Discern'd a change of weather in the skies. The western borders were with crimson spread, The moon descending look'd all-flaming red;
She thought good manners bound her to invite
breast : Last, with content of mind, the man's wealth,
grace-cup to their common patron's health.
The Panther, though the lent a listening ear,
Return'd her all the thanks she could afford
3 And took her friendly hostess at her word : Who entering first her lowly roof, a 'shed With hoary moss, and winding ivy spread, Honest enough to hide an humble hermit’s head, Thus graciously bespoke her welcome guest: So might these walls, with your fair presence blest, Become your dwelling-place of everlasting rest; Not for a night, or quick revolving year, Welcome an owner, not a sojourner. This peaceful seat my poverty secures ; War seldom enters but where wealth allures : Nor yet despise it; for this Has oft receiv'd, and yet receives a God; A God victorious of a Stygian race Here laid his facred limbs, and fanctify'd the
This mean retreat did mighty Pan contain:
disdain, And dare not to debase your soul to gain.
The silent stranger stood amaz’d to see Contempt of wealth, and wilful poverty : And, tho ill habits are not soon contrould, Awhile suspended her desire of gold.
But civilly drew in her sharpen'd paws,
The Hind did first her country cates provide ; Then couch'd herself securely by her side.
UCH malice mingled with a little wit,
Perhaps, may censure this mysterious writ : Because the muse has peopled Caledon With Panthers, Bears, and Wolves, and beasts
As if we were not stock'd with monsters of our
Let Æsop answer, who has set to view
whose feast the factious rabble keep,