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But gently to rebuke his awkward fear,
prove that what she gives, she gives sincero.
Thus things terrestrial wear a different hue,
To rise at noon, sit slipshod and undress ,
O weariness beyond what asses feel,
That remedy, not hid in deeps profound,
To catch the wand'ring notice of mankind,
145 Is handmaid to the purposes of Grace ; By good vouchsaf'd makes known superiour good, And bliss not seen by blessings understood : That bliss, reveal'd in Scripture, with a glow Bright as the covenant-ensuring bow,
150 Fires all his feelings with a noble scorn Of sensual evil, and thus hope is born.
Hope sets the stamp of vanity on all
160 Hope with uplifted foot, set free from earth, Pants for the place of her ethereal birth, On steady wings sails through the immense abyss, Plucks amaranthine joys from bowers of bliss, And crowns the soul, while yet a mourner here 165 With wreaths like those triumphant spirits wear. Hope, as an anchor firm and sure, holds fast The Christian vessel, and defies the blast. Hope! nothing else can nourish and secure His new-born virtues, and preserve him pure. 170 Hope ! let the wretch, onte conscious of the joy, Whum now despairing agonies destroy, Spcak, for he can, and none so well as he, What treasvires centre, what delights in thee
Had he the gems, the spices, and the land, 175
Though clasp'd and cradled in his nurse's arms,
185 To frown, and roar, and shake his feeble form. From infancy through childhood's giddy maze Froward at school, and fretful in his plays, The puny tyrant burns to subjugato The free republick of the whipgig state.
190 If one, his equal in athletick frame, Or, more provoking still, of nobler name, Dare step across his arbitrary views, An Iliad, only not in verse, ensues ; The little Greeks look trembling at the scales, 195 Till the best tongue, or heaviest hand prevails.
Now see him launch'd into the world at large ; If priest, supinely droning o'er his charge, Their fleece his pillow, and his weekly drawl, Though short, too long, the price he pays for all. 200 If lawyer, loud whatever cause he plead, But proudest of the worst, if that succeed. Perhaps à grave physician, gath'ring fees, Punctually paid for length’ning out disease; No Cotton, whose humanity sheds rays
205 That make superiour skill his second praise. If arms engage him, he devotes to sport His date of life, so likely to be short; A soldier may be any thing, if brave, So may a tradesman, if not quite a knave. 210 Such stuff the world is made of: and mankind To passion, introst, pleasure, whim, resign'd,
Insist on, as if each were his own pope,
220 Shows with a pointing finger, but no noise, A pale procession of past sinful joys, All witnesses of blessings foully scorn'd, And life abus'd, and not to be suborn'd. Mark these, she says; these summon'd from afar, 225 Begin their march to meet thee at the bar ; There find a judge inexorably just, And perish there, as all presumption must.
Peace be to those, (such peace as earth can give,) Who live in pleasure, dead e'en while they live ; 230 Born, capable, indeed, of heav'nly truth; But down to latest age, from earliest youth, Their mind a wilderness through want of care, The plough of wisdom never ent’ring there. Peace, (if insensibility may claim
235 A right to the meek honours of her name,) To men of pedigree, their noble race, Emulous always of the nearest place To any throne, except the throne of Grace. Let cottagers and unenlighten'd swains
240 Revere the laws they dream'd that Heav'n ordains; Resort on Sundays to the house of pray'r, And ask, and fancy they find blessings there. Themselves, perhaps, when weary they retreat T' enjoy cool nature in a country seat,
245 T'exchange the centre of a thousand trades, For clumps, and lawns, and temples, and cascades, May now and then their velvet cushions take, And seem to pray, for good example sake ;