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Bids at thy will the lack’ning tempest ccafe, Why faints and fages, mark'd in ev'ry age,
When man too long the paths of vice pursued, Oft Providence, more friendly than levere,
Arreits the hero in his wild career;
The dove pacific brought the olive green. [feen, And lays the proud oppressor in the dust!
But, fast as 'Time's twift pinions can convey,
The dead, reviving at the piercing found ! Beholding in the many-tinctur'd bow
Where men and angels shall to audit come, The promise of a safer world below.
And millions yet unborn receive their doom!
From Thee all human actions take their iprings, Mean while, theu grcat Intelligence supreme,
Whofu watchful band, and all-obseiving ken,
Know that thy Providence, their constant friend, But that remembrance lays--The things have been! Thro'life ihallguard them, and in death attend;
“But(questions Doubt whence fickly nature feels With everlasting arms their cause embrace, “ The aguc-fits her face so oft reveals? (brcalt? And crown the patiis of picty with peace. “ Whence earthquakes heavethecarth's astonish'd " Whence tempeltsrage? or yellow plag!les infeft:
IX. GOODNESS. “ Whence draws rank Africher empoifonditore: Yc seraphs, who God's throne encircling still, “Or liquid fires explosive Ætna pour ?" With holy zeal your golden cenfers fill; Go, sceptic mole! demand th' eternal cause, Ye Aaming ministers, to diftant lands The secret of his all-preserving laws;
Who bear, obfequious, his divine commands; The depths of wisdoin infinite explore, Yc cherubs, who compose the facred choir, And ask thy Maker---why he knows no more? Attuning to the voice th' angelic lyre!
Thy error ftill in moral things as great, Or ye, fair natives of the heav'nly plain, As vain to cavil at the ways of fate,
Who once were morial--now a happier train! Po ask why prosp'rous vice so oft succeeds, Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours, Why suffers innocence, or virtue bleeds ? In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs, Why monsters, nature must with blushes own, Oh lend one fpark of your celestial fire, By crimes grow pow'rful, and disgrace a throne ? Oh deign my glowing bosom to aspire,
And aid the Muse's unexperienc'd wing, Attend the swains, pursue the Atarry road,
Redemption ! oh thou beauteous myftic plan!
What tongue can speak thy comprehensive grace!
This led, Creator mild, thy gracious hand, (o ftrange effcct of unexampled love !)
Calm, though revil'd, and innocent, tho' poor!
Nor only does in heav'n thy goodness thine ; His life one fair continued scene of good;
The victim of eternal justice bleed !
See fmiling nature, with thy treasures fair, While nature trembles at his parting groan !
Advance, thou hopeless mortal, steel'd in guilty
Perverse, wilt thou reject the proffer'd good,
Whofe virtue can thy deepest crimes efface,
O bleft Redeemer, from thy facred throne,
, and they (Where from the grave thou rais'd thy glorious On virtue's acre, as on rapine's stores, [revive!
Oh man, degenerate man! offend no more! Thy bright example to thy doctrine join,
To Judah’s remnant, now a scatter'd train,
And haite the time when, vanquilh'd by thy Recal the fugitive with gentle eye,
pow'r, Befcech the obftinate, he would not die ! Death Mall expire, and fin defile no more ! Amazing tenderness-amazing most,
But wouldīt thou view the rays of goodnets join Hence distant far, ye sons of carth profane,
“ this way?
Let your chalte hands the holy altars raise, That all who feel, condemn'd, the dreadful rod, Fresh incense bring, and light the glowing blaze; Shall own that righteous are the ways of God! Your grateful voices aid the Muse to sing Oh then, while penitence can fate disarm, The spotless justice of th' Almighty King! While ling'ring Justice yet withholds its arm;
As only Rectitude divine he knows, While heav'nly patience grants the precious time, As truth and sanctity his thoughts compose; Let the loft finner think him of his crime; So these the dictates which th' Eternal Mind Immediate, to the seat of mercy fly, To reasonable beings has affign'd;
Nor wait to-morrow—est to-night he die ! These has his care on ev'ry mind impressid, But tremble, all ye sins of blackest birth, The conscious seals the hand of Heav'ri attest! Ye giants, that deform the face of earth; When man, perverse, for wrong forsakes the Tremble, ye sons of aggravated guilt, right,
And, ere too late, let forrow learn to melt; He still attentive keeps the fault in sight; Remorseless Murder! drop thy hand severe, Demands the strict atonement should be inade, And bathe thy bloody weapon with a tear ; And claims the forfeit on th' offender's head!
Go, Lust impure! converse with friendly light, But Doubt demands—" Why man disposa Forsake the mansions of defiling night;
Quit, dark Hypocrisy, thy thin disguise, “ Why left the dang’rous choice to go astray Nor think to cheat the notice of the skies ! “ If Heav’n that made him did the fault foresee, Unfocial Avarice, thy grasp forego, “ Thence follows, Heav'n is more to blame than And bid the useful treasure learn to flow! No-had to good the heart alone inclin'd, [he."|Restore, Injustice, the defrauded gain! What toil, what prize had virtue been affign’d ? Oppression, bend to ease the captive's chain, From obstacles her noblest triumphs now, Ere awful Justice strike the fatal blow, Her fpirits languish when the finds no foe! And drive you to the realms of night below! Man might perhaps have so been happy fill, But Doubt resumes If Justice has decreed Happy, without the privilege of will,
“The punishment proportion 'd to the deed;
“ Eternal milery seems too severe, O wondrous scheme, to mend th’almighty plan, “Too dread a weight for wretched man to bear! By linking all the dignity of man!
" Too harsh!-that endless torments should repay Yet turn thy eyes, vain sceptic, own thy pride, · The crimes of life--the errors of a day!” And view thy happiness and choice allied; In vain our reason would presumptuous pry; See virtue from herfelf her bliss derive, Heav'n's counsels are beyond conception high; A bliss, beyond the pow'r of thrones to give; In vain would thought his measur'd justice fcan! See vice, of empire and of wealth poffefs'd, His ways
how different from the ways of inan! Pine at the heart, and feel herself unbless d : Too deep for thee his secrets are to know, And say, were yet no farther marks ailign'd, Enquire not, but more wisely fhun the woe; Is man ungrateful ? or is Heav'n unkind? Warn’d by his threat'nings to his laws attend,
“Yes, all the woes from Heav'n permillive fall, And learn to make Omnipotence thy friend! “ The wretch adopts-the wretch improves them Our weaker laws, to gain the purpos d ends, From his wild luft, or his oppreilive dced, [all." Oft pass the bounds the law-giver intends; Rapes, battles, murders, facrilege proced; Oft partial pow'r, to serve its own design, His wild ambition thins the peopled carth, Warps from the text, exceeding reason's line; Or from his av'rice famine takes her birth; Strikes biass'd at the perion, not the deed, Had nature giv’n the hero wings to fly, And secs the guiltless unprotected bleed! His pride would lead him to attempt the sky! But God alone, with unimpaffion'd fight, To angels make the pigmy's folly known, Surreys the nice barrier of wrong and right; And draw ev'n pity from th'eternal throne. And while subservient, as his will ordains,
Yet while on earth triumphant vice prevails, Obedient nature yields the present means; Celestial Justice balances her scales.
While neither force nor passions guide his views, With eye unbiass'd all the scene surveys, Ev'n Evil works the purpose he pursucs! With hand impartial ev'ry crime the weighs; That bitter spring, the source of huinan pain! Oft close pursuing at his trembling heels, Heal'd by his touch, does mineral health contain; The man of blood her awful prelence feels ; And dark affliction, at his potent rod, Oft from her arm, amidst the blaze of state, Withdraws its cloud, and brightens into good. The regal tyrant, with success elate,
Thus human justice (far as man can go) Is forc'd to leap the precipice of fate!
For private safety strikes the dubious blow; Or if the villain pass unpunith'd here,
But Reétitude divine, with nobler soul, 'Tis but to make the future stroke severe; Consults each individual in the whole ! For foon or late eternal Juítice pays
Directs the issues of each moral strife,
ways When high Omniscience shall her books display; Obfervant walk, and sing his daily praise ; When Justice shall present her strict account, Ye righteous few! whole calm unruffied breasts While Conscience shall attest the due amount; No fears can darken, and no guilt infekts,
To whom his gracious promises extend, His praise around, ye flow'ry tribes, exhale,
As pleas d ye murmur through the flow'ry vale !
While by his works th’Almighty is confess’d,
Supremely glorious, and fupremely bless'd! But oh, adrent'rous Mife, restrain thy flight, Great Lord of life! from whom this humble Dire not the blaze of uncreated light!
Derives the pow'r to sing thy holy name, [frame Before whole glorious throne with dread surprise Forgive the lowly Muse, whose artless lay Th’adoring fera plı veils his dazzled eyes; Has dar'd thy sacred Attributes survey ! Whole pure effulgence, radiant to excels, Delighted oft thro' nature's beauteous field Nocers can describe, or words express ! Has the ador'd thy Wisdom bright reveal'd; All th: fair beauties, all the lucid ftores, Oft hare her wishes aim'd the secret song, Whichi o'er thy works thy hand resplendent pours, But awful rev'rence still withheld her tongue. Feeble, thy brighter glories to display,
Yet as thy bounty lent the reas'ning heam, Pale as the moon before the folar ray! As feels my conscious breast thy vital flame,
Gee on his throne the gaudy Persian plac'd, So, bleft Creator, let thy servant pay
His mite of gratitude this feeble way;
Tliy Goodness own, thy Providence adore, And the rich purple waves embots'd with gold; And yield thce only -what was thine before. It: mark this fcene of painted grandeur yield To the fair lily that adorns the field ! Obicurd, behold that fainter lily lies
§ 51. The Day of Judgment: a Seatonian PrizeBy the rich bird's iniinitable dres;
Poem. By Dr. GLYNN. l'ct these survey confounded and outdone THY Justice, heav’nly King! and that great day, Py the superior luilre of the sun;
When Virtue, long abandon'd and forlorn, That fun himself withdraws his leffen'd bcam Shall raisc her penfive head; and Vice, that erst Fron Thee, the glorious Author of his frame! Rang'd unreprov'd and free, shall fink appall’d;
Transcendent Pow'r! foic arbiter of fate! I sing advent'rous - But what eye can pierce
Toen raite the long, the gen':al anthem raise, Myriads of angels, God's perpetual choir,
Sceptic! whoe'er thou art, who say'st the foul, As your tops rustle to the gentle breeze ! That divine particle which God's own breath
Inspir'd into the mortal mals, fhall rest Parthians; and they who dwelt on Tyber's banks, Annihilate, ull Duration has unrollid
Names fam‘d of old: or who of later age, Her never-ending line; tell, if thou know'ft, Chincfe and Ruflian, Mexican and Turk, Why every nation, every clime, though all Tenant the wild terrene; and they who pitch In laws, in rites, in manners disagree,
Thicir tents on Niger's banks; or, where the fun With one content expect another world, Pours on Golconda's spires his early light, Where wickedness fhallweep? Why Paynim bards Drink Gangrs' facrcd stream. At once thall rise, Fabled Elysian plains, Tartarean lakes, Whom diftant ages to each others light Styx and Cocytus ? Tell, why Hali's sons Had long denied : before the throne fhall kneel Have feign'd a paradise of miith and love, Some great Progenitor, while at his side Barquets, and blooming nymphs: Or rather tell, Stand his defcendants through a thousand lines. Why, on the brink of Orellana's stream, Whate'cr thcir nation, and whate'er thcir rank, Where never Science rear'd her sacred torch, Horces and patriarchs, Naves and fceptred kings, Th’untutor'd Indian dreams of happier worlds. With equal eye the God of all thall lee, Behind the cloud-topt hill? Why in each breast And judge with equal love. What though the Is plac'd a friendly inouitor, that prompts,
With ocitly pomp
and aromatic livets [great Informs, directs, encourages, forbids?
Embalın d his poor remains; or through the dunie Tell, why on unknown evil grief attends, A thousand tapers shed their gloomy light, Or joy on secret good : Why conscience acts While folemn organs to his parting soul With tenfold force, when fickness, age, or pain Chanted flow orilons ? Say, by what mark Stands tott'ring on the precipice of death? Doft thou discern him from that lowly swain Or why such horror gnaws the guilty foul Whose mouldering lones bencath the thorn-bound Of dying finners, while the good man sleeps Long lay neglected ? All at once shall rise, rurf Peaceful and calm, and tvith a smile expires ? But not to cqual glory; for, alas ! Louk round the world! with what a partial hand With howlings dire, and execrations loud, The fcale of bliss and mis’ry is sustain'd! Some wail their fatal birth. First ainong these Beneath the shade of cold obfcurity
Behold the mighty murd'rers of mankind : Fale Virtue lios; nó arm fupports her head, Ticy who in fjort whole kingdoms flew; or they No friendly voice lpcaks comfort to her foul, Who to the tutt'ring sinnacle of power Nor loft-eyed Piry drops a melting tear; l'aded through feas of blood! How willthey curse But, in their stead, Contempt and rude Difuain The madness of ambition ! how lament Iniult the banith'd wanderer : on the goes, Their dcarbought laurels; when the widow'd wife Neglected and forlorn : Difcale and Coid, And childleis niother at the judgment fcat [they And Famine, worst of ills, her steps attend ! Plead trumpet-tongued against them!--Here are Yet patient, and to Heaven's just will relign'd, Who!unk an aged father to the grave; She ne'er is seen to weep, or heard to figh. Or with unkindness hard, and cold disdain,
Now turn yourcyes to yon tweet-linelling bow's, Slighted a brother's fuit 'rings.—Here are they
To Heav'n: of Hcav'n he never names the name, Here too who fain'd the chaste connubial bed!
Sectt thou this, fighteous Father! fecft thouthis, Once more to visit earth, and, though oppreisid
On that great day the folemn truinp shall found, With humble patience all thy works adore, (That trump which once in heav'n on man's revolt) And walk in all thy paths; so Ihalt his meid Convok'd th' aftoniih'd seraphs) at whole voice Be
great in heav'n, so haply snall he 'scape Th’unpeopled graves Thall pour forth alltheir dead. Th'immortal worm and never-ceafing fire. Tlien Gall th' affeinbled nations of the earth But who are they, who bound in tenfold chains From ev'ry quarter at the judgment-lcat Stand horribly aghaft? This is that crew inite; Egyplians, Babylonians, Grocks, Who Itrove to pull Jehovah from his throne,