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To live on terms of amity with vice, And sin without disturbance. Often urged, (As often as libidinous discourse Exhausted, he resorts to solemn themes Of theological and grave import,) They gain at last his unreserved assent; . ; Till, hardened his heart's temper in the forge : Of lust, and on the anvil of despair, He slights the strokes of conscience. Nothing moves, Or nothing much, his constancy:in ill; izin, wo Vain tampering has but fostered his disease; 19 'Tis desperate, and she sleeps the sleep of death... Haste now, philosopher, and set him free.. .n Charm the deaf serpent wisely. Make him heat Of rectitude and fitness, moral truth : : How lovely, and the moral sense how sure, ni Consulted and obeyed, to guide his steps o insi Directly to the FIRST AND ONLY FAIR. ' . Spare not in such a cause. Spend all the powers: Of rant and rhapsody in virtue's praise: Be most sublimely good, verbosely grand, ons And with poetic trappings grace thy prose, . .Till it out-mantle all the pride of verse.....) Ab, tinkling cymbal, and high-sounding brass, :: Smitten in vain! such music cannot charm The eclipse, that intercepts truth's heavenly beam, And chills and darkens a wide-wandering soul. The STILL SMALL Voice is wanted. He must speak, Whose word leaps forth at once to its effect; ng Who calls for things that are not, and they come.
Grace makes the slave a freeman. 'Tis a changes That turns to ridicule the turgid speech .. And stately tone of moralists, who boast, As if, like him of fabulous renown, They had indeed ability to smooth The shag of savage nature, and were each ; . An. Orpheus, and omnipotent in song:- : :: But transformation of apostate nan From fool to wise, from earthly to divine, Is; work for Him that made him. He alone, And he by means in philosophic eyes Trivial and worthy of disdain, achieves ; The wonder; humanizing what is brute In the lost kind, extracting from the lips'; Of asps their venom, orerpowering strength . By weakness, and hostility by love.; : :
Patriots have toiled, and in their country's cause Bled uobly; and their deeds, as they deserve, Receive proud recompense. We give in charge . Their names to the sweet lyre. The historic muse, Proud of the treasure, inarches with it down To latest times; and sculpture, in her turn, Gives bond in stone and ever-during brass bi To guard them, and to immortalize her trust: , But fairer wreaths are due, though never paid, To those, who posted at the shrine of truth ... Have fallen in her defence. A patriot's blood Well spent in such a strife may earn indeed,,, And for a time ensure, to his loved land : : The sweets of liberty and equal laws;
But martyrs struggle for a brighter prize,
And win it with more pain. Their blood is shed
In conformation of the noblest claim, ;
Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, :
To walk with God, to be divinely fice, , , ,
To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Yet few remember them. They lived unknown
Till persecution dragged them into fame,
And chased them up to beaven. Their ashes flew
-No marble tells us whither: With their names
No bard embalms and sanctifies his song:
And history, so warm on meaner themes,' 10:57:
Is cold op this. She execrates indeed.
The tyranny, that doomed them to the fire, 1.
But gives the glorious sufferers little praise:*
He is the freeman whons the truth makes free,
And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain
That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, ja
Can wind around him, but he casts it off
With as much ease as Sainson his green wythe,
He looks abroad into the varied field i n ii'.
Of nature, and though poor perhaps, compared:
With those whose mansions glitteria bis sight, <?
Calls the delightful scenery all his own..... ?
His are the mountains, and the vallies his,
And the resplendent rivers." His to enjoy"..
With a propriety that none can feel,
But who, with filial confidence inspired, """
Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye,
And smiling say" My Father made them all!"
Are they not his by a peculiar right,
And by an emphasis of interest his, bet .
Whose eye they fill with tears of holy joy,
- Whose heart with praise, and whose exalted mind
With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love,
That planned, and built, and still upholds, a-world
So clothed withi beauty for rebellious man? -...
Yes - ye. may fill your garners, ye that reap ;a.
The loaded soil, and ye may waste much good?".
In senseless riot; bat ye will not find .
In feast or in the chase, in song or dance
A liberty like his, who, unimpeached ;
Of usurpation, and to no man's wrong, wi .
Appropiates nature as his Father's work,ė ?.
And has a richer ase of your's than you
He is indeed a freeman. Free by birth to
Of no mean city; planned or ere the hills ::.?
Wcre built, the fountains opened, or the sea
With all his roaring multitude of waves, ..;
His freedoor is the same in every stale;, * !*!.
And no condition of this changeful life,' '. :?
So manifold in,cares, whose every day.. :..
Brings its owly evil with it, makes it less: * :
For he has wings, that neither sickness, pain,
Nor penury, can cripple or confine. :::::
No nook so narrow but he spreads then there,
With ease, and is at large. The oppressor holds
His body bound; but knows not what a range
His spirit takes, unconscious of a chain; ...si
And that to bind him is a vain attempt
Whom God delights in, and in whom he dwells.
Acquaint thyself with God, ifthou wouldesttaste
His works, Admitted once to his embrace, ,
Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before:
Thine eye shall be instructed; and thine heart
Made pure shall relish, with divine delight
'Till then unfelt, wbat hands divine have wrought.
Brutes graze the mountain-top, with faces prone
And eyes intent upon the scanty herb,
It yields them; or recumbent on its brow
Ruminate heedless of the scene outspread
Beneath, beyond, and stretching far away
From inland regions to the distant main.
Man views it, and admires; but rests content
With what he views. The landscape has his praise,
But not its author. Unconcerned who formed
The paradise he sees, he finds it such,..
And such well-pleased to find it, asks no more.
Not so the mind, that has been touched from heaven,
And in the school of sacred wisdoın taught ...
To read his wonders, in whose thought the world,
Fair as it is, existed ere it was.
Not for his own sake merely, but for his .
Much more, who fashioned it, he gives it praise;
Praise that from earth resulting, as it ought, ...
To earth's acknowledged sovereign, finds at once,
Ils only just proprietor in Him...
The soul that sees him, or receives sublimed