And actuate the hoary deep;

By the fecret coral cell,

Where love, and joy, and Neptune dwell,
And peaceful floods in filence fleep:
By the fea-flowers that immerge
Their heads around the grotto's verge,
Dependant from the ftooping ftem;

By each roof fufpended drop,
That lightly lingers on the top,

And hesitates into a gem;

By thy kindred wat❜ry gods,

The lakes, the riv❜lets, founts and floods, And all the pow'rs that live unfeen Underneath the liquid green; Great Amphitrite (for thou canst bind The form and regulate the wind) Hence waft me, fair goddess, oh waft me away, Secare from the men and the monsters of prey!

CHORUS.

Great Amphitrite, &c. &c.
Heung-The winds are charm'd to fleep,
Soft ftillness fteals along the deep,

The tritons and the nereids figh
In foul-reflecting fympathy,
And all the audience of waters weep.

But Amphitrite her dolphin fends- the fame, Which erit to Neptune brought the nobly perjur'd dame-

Pleas'd to obey, the beauteous monster flies,

And on his fcales as the gilt fun-beams play,

Ten thousand variegated dyes

In copious itreams of luftre rife,

Rife o'er the level main and fignify his way

And now the joyous bard, in triumph bore, Rides the voluminous wave, and makes the wifh'dfor fhore.

Come, ye feftive, focial throng,

Who fweep the lyre, or pour the fong,

Your nobleft melody employ,

Such as becomes the mouth of joy,
Bring the fky-afpiring thought,

With bright expreffion richly wrought,

And hail the mufe afcending on her throne,
The main at length fubdued, and all the world

ber own..

CHORUS.

Come, ye feftive, &c. &c.

But o'er th' affections too the claims the fway,

therces the human heart, and steals the foul away;
And, as attractive founds move high or low,
*** obedient ductile paflions ebb and flow,
Has any nymph her faithful lover loft,
And in the vifions of the night,
And all the day dreams of the light,
Is forrow's tempeft turbulently tost-
From her cheeks the roses die,

The radiations vanish from her fun-bright eye,
And her breaft the throne of love,
Can hardly, hardly, hardly move,
To fend th' ambrofial figh.

* Fabulantur Græci banc perpetuam Deis virpintatem vociffe: fed cum a Neptuno follicitaretur Atlantem confugiffe, ubi a Delphini perfuafa Septumo affenfit. Lillus Gyraldus.

CHORUS.

The gallant warriors, &c. &c.

But hark, the temple's hollow roof resounds,
And Purcell lives along the folemn founds-
Mellifluous, yet manly too,

He pours his strains along,
As from the lion Samfou flew,
Comes sweetness from the ftrong.
Not like the foft Italian fwains,
He trills the weak enervate strains,

Where fenfe and mufic are at ftrife;
His vigorous notes with meaning teem,
With fire, with force explain the theme,
And fings the fubject into life.
Attend-he fiugs Cæcilia-matchlefs dame!
'Tis the 'tis fhe-fond to extend her fame.

On the loud chords the notes conspire to stay,
And fweetly fwell into a long delay,

And dwell delighted on her name.
Blow on, ye facred organs, blow,
In tones magnificently flow;
Such is the mufic, fuch the lays,
Which fuit your fair inventrefs' praise :
While round religious filence reigns.
And loitering winds expect the ftrains.
Hail majestic mournful measure,
Source of many a penfive pleasure!
Bleft pledge of love to mortals giv'n,
As pattern of the rest of heav'n!
And thou chief honour of the veil,
Hail, harmonious virgin, hail!
When death fhall blot out every name,
And time hall break the trump of fame

Angels may listen to thy lute: Thy pow'r fhall laft, thy bays fl all bloom, When tongues thall ceafe, and worlds confume, And all the tuneful spheres be mute.

GRAND CHORUS.

When death fail blot out every name, &c.

HYMN TO THE SUPREME BEING, On Recovery from a Dangerous Fit of Illness.

TO DOCTOR JAMES.

DEAR SIR, HAVING made an humble offering to him, withour whole bleffing your skill, admirable as it is, would have been to no purpofe, I think myfelf bound by all the ties of gratitude, to render my next acknowledgments to you, who, under God, reftored me to health from as violent and dangerous a diforder, as perhaps ever man furvived. And my thanks become more particularly your just tribute, fince this was the third time, that your judgment and medicines refcued me from the grave, permit me to fay, in a manner alma.ft m raculous.

If it be meritorous to have inveftigated medicines for the cure of diftempers, either overlooked or difregarded by all your predeceffors, millions yet unborn will celebrate the man, who wrote the Medicinal Dictionary, and invented the Fever Powder.

Let fuch confiderations as thefe, arm you with confancy against the impotent attacks of thofe whole interefts interfere with that of mankind; and let it not difoleafe you to have thofe for your particular enemies, who are foes to the public in g.neral.

It s ro wonder, indeed, that fome of the retailers of medicines fhould zealously oppofe whatever might endan er their trade; but it is amazing that there should be any phyficians mercenary and mean enough to pay their court to, and ingratiate themselves with, fuch perfons, by the trongest efforts to prejudice the inventor of the Fever Powder, at the expence of honour, dignity, and confcience. Believe me, however and let this be a part of your confolation, that there are very few phyficians in Britain, who were born gentlemen, and whofe fortunes place them above fuch fordid dependencies, who do not think and fpeak of you as I do. I am, dear Sir,

Your mot obliged,
And most humble fervant,
C. SMART.

WHEN Ifrael's ruler on the royal bed
In anguifh and in perturbation lay,

The down renev'd not his anointed head,
And reft gave place to horror and dismay.
Fatt flow'd the tears, high heav'd each gafping
figh,
[thou must die.
When God's own prophet thunder'd-Monarch,

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And must go, th' illuftrious mournet cry'â,
I who have ferv'd thee ftill in faith and truth,
Whofe fnow-white confcience no foul crime has
dy'd

From youth to manhood, infancy to youth, Like David, who have ftill rever'd thy word The fovereign of myself and servant of the Lord. The Judge Almighty heard his fuppliant's moan,

Repeal'd his fentence, and his health reftor'd;
The beams of mercy on his temples fhone,
Shot from that heaven to which his fighs had
foar'd;

The fun retreated at his Maker's nud,
And miracles confirm the genuine work of God
But, O immortals! What had I to plead

When death stood o'er me with his threat'ning

lance,

When reafon left me in the time of need,

And fenfe was left in terror or in trance,

My finking foul was with my blood inflam'd, And the celestial image funk, de fac'd, and maim' I fent back memory in heedful guife,

To fearch the records of preceding years; Home, like the † raven to the ark, the flies,

Croaking bad tidings to my trembling ears. O fun, again that thy retreat was made, And threw my follies back into the friendly shade! But who are they that bid affliction cease!

Redemption and forgivenness, heavenly founds! Behold the dove that brings the branch of peace, Behold the balm that heals the gaping wounds Vengeance divine's by penitence fupprett Shefftruggles with the angel, conquers, and is

bleit.

Bacept through him-through him, who stands alone,

Of warth, of weight, allow'd for all mankind t' atone!

rais'd the lame, the lepers he made whole, He fix'd the palfied nerves of weak decay, He drove out Satan from the tortur'd soul,

And to the blind gave or reflor'd the day,Nay more,far more unequall'd pangs fuftain'd, Til his loft fallen flock his taintlefs blood regain'd.

My feeble feet refus'd my body's weight,

Nor would my eyes admit the glorious light, My nerves convuls'd, shook, fearful of their fate, My mind lay open to the powers of night. Ha, pitying, did a fecond birth bestow

A birth of joy-not like the firft of tears and

WOC.

Te ftrengthen'd feet, forth to his altar move; Quken, ye new-trung nerves, th' enraptur'd tyre;

Te heav'n-directed eyes, o'erflow with love;
Glow, glow, my foul, with pure feraphic fire;
Deeds, thoughts, and words, no more his mandates

break,

But to his endless glory work, conceive, and speak.

'penitence, to virtue near allied,

Thon canft new joys e'en to the bleft impart ; The fi'ning angels lay their harps afide

To hear the mufic of thy contrite heart;
And heav'n itself wears a more radiant face,
When charity prefents thee to the throne of grace.

Chief of metallic forms is regal gold;
Of elements, the limpid fount that flows;
Give me, mong ft gems the brilliant to behold;
O'er Flora's Block imperial is the rofe:
Above all birds the fov reign eagle foars;
And monarch of the field the lordly lion roars.

What can with great leviathan compare,

Who takes his paftime in the mighty main ? What, like the fun, fhines through the realms of

And gilds and glorifies th' ethereal plain---
Yet what are there to man, who bears the fway;
For all was made for himto ferve and to`o-
bey.

This in high heaven charity is great,
Fath. hope devotion, hold a lower place;
On her the cherubs and the seraphs wait,
Her, every virtue courts, and every grace;
Bet on the right, clofe by th' Almighty's throne,
tum the fhines confeft, who came to make her

known.

ON THE

ETERNITY OF THE SUPREME BEING,

A POETICAL ESSAY.

A CLAUSE OF MR. SEATON'S WILL, Dated Oct. 8. 1738 *.

I GIVE my Kiflingbury estate to the University of Cambridge for ever: the rents of which fhall be difpofed of yearly by the vice-chancellor for the time being, as he the vice-chancellor, the mafter of Clare-Hall, and the Greek profeffor for the time being, or any two of them, fhall agree. Which three perfons aforefaid fhall give out a fubject, which fubject shall for the first year be one or other of the perfections or attributes of the Supreme Being, and fo the fucceeding years, till the fubject is exhausted; and afterwards the fubject fhall be either death, judgment, heaven, hell, purity of heart, &c. or whatever elfe may be judged by the vice-chancellor, mafter of ClareHall, and Greek profeffor, to be most conducive to the honour of the Supreme Being, and recommendation of virtue. And they fhall yearly difpofe of the rent of the above eftate to that mafter of arts, whofe poem on the fubject given fhall be beft approved by them. Which poem I ordain to be always in English, and to be printed; the expence of which thall be deducted out of the product of the eflate, and the refidue given as a reward for the compofer of the poem, or ode, or copy of veríes.

We the underwritten, do affign Mr. Seaton's reward to C. Smart, M. A, for his poem on The Eternity of the Supreme Being, and directed the faid poem to be printed, according to the tenor of the

will.

EDM. KEENE, Vice-chancellor. J. WILCOX, Master of Clare-hall. March 25-1750.

HAIL, wond'rous Being, who in pow'r fupreme
Exifts from everlasting, whofe great name
Deep in the human heart, and every atom,
The air, the earth, or azure main contains,
In undecypher'd characters is wrote---
Incomprehenfiblę !---O what can words,
The weak interpreters of mortal thoughts,
Or what can thoughts (though wild of wing they

rove

Through the vast concave of th' ethereal round)
If to the heav'n of heavens they'd win their way.
Advent'rous, like the birds of night they're lost,
And delug'd in the flood of dazzling day.

May then the youthful, uninfpired bard
Prefume to hymn th' Eternal; may he foar

This claufe of Mr. Seaton's Will is inferted at the beginning of each of the five following Poems, in the edition of Smart's Werks, but is afterwards omitted. in this collection, to avoid repetition.