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$ 238. True Greatness.

Superior wonders in himself forgot, This prince, and that alone, is truly great,

His admiration waste on objects round, Who draws the sword reluctant, gladly When heaven makes him the soul of all h: Theatlis;

Abiurd! not rare! so great, to mean, is On empire builds whit empire for outiveighs,

libat wealth in renies such as these! And makes his throne a scattold the kies. in tancy, tied to form a fairer scene [ Why this so rare ? because forgot of all

Tlan iente Surveys! in memo

nory's firm res The day of death; that venerabledzy, [nounce Which, ihould it pe: illi, could ibis world Which tits as judge: thut dry which th all pro. From the dark thadows of o'erwhelming y On all our days, abfolve thein, or condemn.

In colours fresh, originally bright Lorenzo! never thut thy thought againit it;

Preferve its portrait, and report its fate! Be levees ne'er so full, fford it room,

What wealth in intellect, that fovereign And give it audience in the cabinet.

Which lente, innid tancy, lummons to the That friend consulted, flatteries apart,

Interrogates, approv's, or reprehends: Will tell thee fair, it trou art great, or mean.

And the mass thole underlings imp To dont on aught may leave us, or be left,

From their materials lifted, and refind, Is that ambition? then let fantes defcend,

Forms art, and science, government, and Point to the centre their inverted fpires :

What wealth in touls that foar, dive, When blind ambition quite miitakes her rond,

around. And downward pares, for that which thines Disdaining limit, or from place, or time, Substantial haspinels, and t;ue renown; [izbove, And hear at once, ir thought extensive, Then, like an idiot cazing cn the brook, Th'almighty fiat, and the trumpet's for We leap at Ilirs, and faster in the mud;

Bold), on creation's outside walk, and vies At glory gralj, and link in infamy.

What was, and is, and more than c'er thu

Commanding, with omnipotence of thoa § 239. The Terment of Am'i+101.

Creations new, in tancy's field to rise!

souls,thuat can grasp whate'erth'Almighty AMBITION! powerful source of good and ill! And wander wild through thing; import Thy strength in man, like length of wing in What wealth, in faculties of endless gros birds,

In liberty to choose, in power to reach, When disengag'il from earth, with greater ease And in duration (how thy riches rise!) And swifter flight, transports us to the skies.

Duration to perpetuate-loundless blits! By toys entangled, or in guilt berzird, It turns a curse; it is our chain, and scourge, In this dark dungeon, where confin'd we lie,

§ 241. The Vanity of Wealth. Close.grated loy the fordid burs of sense;

HIGI-BUILT abundance, heap on heap All prospect of eternity fhit out;

what? And but for execution ne'er set free.

To breed new wants, and beggar is the ?
Then make a richer fcruuble for the chi

Soon as this feeble pulte, which leaps jo § 249, Truc Riches.

Almost by miracles is tirdt with pliy, With error in 2.mbition, juítly chrod, Like rubbish, from difploding engines thr Find we Lorenzo wiler in his wealth? Our magazines of hoarded trilles fly; Where thy true treature; Gold says, “ not in Fly diverte; fly to foreigners, to fores; me,"

New masters court, and call the former foAnd."not in me," the diamond. Gold is poor; (How juilly :) for dependance on their f?. India's insolvent: seek it in thyself;

Wide cartér first, our play-things, then ous Soek ia thy nakesi leif, and find it there: Much learning fnews how little mortulsk In being é defcendeci, form’d, endow'd ; Much wealth, how litile worldlings can en Skr-born, iky guidel, 1ky-returning race ! It beít iť babies us with endless toys; Erect, immortal, rational, divine !

And keeps us children till we drop to di: In senses, which inherit eartb and heavens; As monkies at a mirror fand amazd, Enjoy the various riches nature yields: They fail to find what they so plainly fee Far nobler! give the riches they enjoy; Thus men in shining riches see the tice Give talte to fruits; and harmony to groves; Of happiness, nor know it is a foarte; Their radiant beams to gold, and gold's bright But gaze, and touch, and peep, and perpa Take in at once the landicape of the world, (lire; And wish, and wonder it is absent till. Ata Inzall inlet, which a grain might close, How few can rescue opulence from want And half create the wondrous world they see. Who lives to nature, rarely can he scor; Our senses, as our reason, are divine.

Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. But for the magic orman's powerful charm, Poor is the inw in debt; the man of gold Iarthi were a rude, umcolourd chaos ftill. In debt to fortune, trembles at her pow'r. O is the ci )th, the pencil, and ihe paint, The min of renfon finales at her, and deat W., beautifies creation's amplc dome. O what a patrimony, this! a being sa, cheid, i? all man, his thugohts all seat abroad, of such inherent strength and majesty,

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wpiss polleft can raise it; worlds destroy'd | Till stumbling at a straw, in their career, Liter; which hold on its glorious course, Headtong they plunge, where end both dance -, nature, ends; too bleft to mourn

and long? 1.8s biequies. What treasure, this! Are there on earth (let me not call them men) Xuth is a beggar to the man. Who lodge a loul immortal in their breasts ;

Unconscious as the mountain of its ore, $ 242 immortality.

Or rock, of its inestimable gem? (these Dinab! ages palt, yet nothing gone!

When rocks thali melt, and mountains vanish, anivetevei a race without a goal !

Shall know their treasure; treasure, then, no ! - by progression infinite ! 1:0 ever future ! life 1, where computation ends !

§ 244. Disbelief of a Future State. piion of a Deity!

Are there (ftill more amazing!) who resist idea cription of the meanest slave.

The rising thought? who (mother in its saat can trike the sense fo strong,

birth mui? it thunders to the thought; The glorious truth? who struggle to be hrutes ? Ies; gratitude o'erwhelms;

Who thro' this bosom-barrier burst their way, member on the brink of fate; izmente cund, th' exulting foul afcends, Wholabourdownwards thro'th'opposing pow’rs,

And, with rever'd ambition, strive to link? rais ter native air; an air that feeds of instinct, reason, and the world against them, *sigh and fans ethereal fires;

To dismal hopes, and Thelter in the shock stats al that is divine within us;

Of endless night? night darker than the grave's? coe loitering thought beneath the Who fight the proots of immortality? it was but one immortal, how[stars.

To contradict them see all nature rise ! missenvy! how would thrones adore! What object, what event, the moon beneathi,

comron, is the blessing lost? 151p the bounteous hand of Heaven! To reason proves, or weds it to delire ?

But argues, or endears, an after-scene? PC, tan! all elle: eternity!

All things proclaim it needful; fome advance as well and a needful refuge that,

One precious fep beyond, and prove it sure.
Tonnent in abject views.

A thousand arguments swarm round my pen, *** 11, 'tis that alone,

From heaven, and earth, and man. Indulge a is, abasements, emptiness,

By nature, as her common habit worn. [few, nari comfort, elcvate, and fill.

Thou! whose all-providential eye surveys, yarding covers all;

Whose hand directs, whole Spirit fills, and warms
rance, cafts her into shades;
busanations; abrogates her pow’rs; Eternity's inhabitant auguft!

Creation, and holds empire far beyond!
Posity, joyous, and fevere,
Testowns, and fascinating smiles, One past, ere man's, or an cei's, had begun;

Of two eternities amazing Lord !
PEL FE uous, and neglected heap,
Kh; if I may call him man,

Aid, while I rescue from the foe's alrault seri'ity's full force inspires.

Thy glorious immortality in man, Partial touches his high thought;

6 zilen, and thunders roll unheard, § 245. Mau's Immortality proved by Nature. *** ute conscious of their high delcent, NATURE, thy daughter, ever-changing birth

at province, and their future prize; of thee the great Immutable, to man dirung upward every wish,

Speaks wisdom; is his oracle supreme; -- the wing, in giorious absence lost. And he who most consults her, is most wife. de Foc this truth? why labours your be- Look nature through, 'tis revolution all. [night

All change, no death. Day follows night; and esebole orb by some due distanc’d eye The dying day; itars rise, and fet, and rise; Socce, her tow'ring alps would sink, Earth takes th' example. See the summer gay,

C Atlas leave an even sphere. With her green chaplet, and ambrotial flow'rs, 18-20 in eternity's vast round. and all that earthly minds admire, Droops into pallid autumn; winter grey,

Horrid with frof, and turbulent with storm, 16-21xndous view when souls awake, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits away, State, fo mountainous to man, Then meits into the spring; soft spring, with Tv.subtide; and equal all below.


Favonian, from warm chambers of the south,
( 243. Ve iynorant of his real Greatness. Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades:
Discothe truths the muse has sung, As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend:
****** wrap the world so clofe about Emblems of man, who pafies, not expires.

With this minute distinction, emblems just,
in izother than the clouds; and dance Nature revolves, but man advances; both
vanity's fantaitic toe,
Eternal, that a circle, this a line.



That gravitates, this soars. Th’aspiring soul No fault, but in defect : blest Heav'n! ap
Ardent, and tremulous, like flame ascends; A bounded ardour for unbounded bliss !
Zeal, and humility, her wings to heaven. O for a bliss unbounded! far beneath
The world of matter, with its various forms, A soul immortal, is a mortal joy.
All dies into new life. Life born from death Nor are our powers to periih immature;
Rolls the vast mass, and fall for ever roll. But, after feeble efiort here beneath,
No fingle atom, once in being, lost,

A brighter fun, and in a nobler foil, With change of countel charges the Most High. Transplanted from this fublunary bed,

Matter, immortal ? and thall spirit die? Shall flourish fair, and put forth all their bla. Above the nobler, shall lets noble rise? Shall man alone, for whom all else revives, No resurrection know? thall man alone,

§ 247. Reafun and Infinet. Imperial man! le fown in barren ground, REASON pregreflive, inttinet is complete Lels privileg'd than grain, on which he feeds ? Swift inftinét leaps; Now Is man, in whom alone is power to prize

climbs. The bliss of being, or with previous pain Brutes soon their zenith reach; their littk Deplore its period, by the spleen of fate Flows in at once; in ages they no more Severely doom'd death's single unredeem'd? Could know, or do, or covet, or enjoy.

Was man to live coëval with the fun,

The patriarch-pupil would be learning stil § 246. NIGHT VII. Dijcontent. Yet, dying, leave his leffon half unlearnt. Why discontent for ever harbour'd there? Men perith in advance, as if the sun Incurable consumption of our peace! Should let ere noon, in tattern oceans drov Resolve me, why, the cottager, and king, To man, why, stepdune nature, lv levere? He whom sea-sever'd realms obey, and he Whythrownafide thynialter-picce half-wrou Who steals his whole dominion from the waste, While meaner efforts thy lait hand enjoy Repelling winter's blatt, with mud and itraw, Or, if abortively poor man muft die, [ Dilquieted alike, draw tigh tor ligh,

Nor reach, whit reach he might, why ( In fate so diftant, in complaint lo near. Why curit with forelight? wile to mitery

Is it, that things terreftrial can't content? Why of his proud prerogative the prey. Deep in rich paiture, will thy flocks complain? Wly lefs pre-eminent in rank than pain. No: 10; but to their matter is deny d

His immortality alone can tell, To share their sweet forene. Man, ill at ease, Full ample tund to balance all amiss, In this, not his own place, this foreign field, And turn the scale in tavour of the just. Where nature todders him with other food Than was ordain d his cravings to suffice, Poor in bundance, famith'd at a feast,

$ 248. Human Hope. Sighison for forrething more, when most enjoy 'd. His immortality alone can solve Is heaven thon kıder to thy fucks, than thce? Thut darkest of enigmas, human hope; Not fo; thy pasture richer, but remote; Of all the darkest it at death we dic. In part, remote; for that remoter part Hope, eager hope, th' atalin of our joy, Man bleats froin instinct,tho',per haps,debauch'd All present bleiings tre.ding under fuct, By fcnfe, his reason Sleeps, nor dreams the cause. Is scarce a milder tyrant than despair. The cause low obvious, when his reason wakes! With no past toils content, still planning! His gricf is but his grandeur in disguise ; Hope turns us o'er to dwath alone for ele And discontent is immortality.

Poticflion, why more tasteless than puriu't Shall fous of ather, thall the blcod of heav'n, Why is a wiin far dearer than a crown? Set up their hopes on earth, an<l liabile here, That with accomplifhd, why the grave of! With brutal acquiescence in the mire ? Because in the great future bury'd deep, No, no, my friend: they hall be nobly pain'd; Beyond our plans of empire, and renown, The glorious foreigners diftreft, thall figh Lies all that man with ardour should pur! On thrones; and thou congratulate the ligh: And he who made him, bent him to the Man's misery declares bim born for bliss; Man’s heart th' Almighty to the futur His anxious heart alerts the truth I ting. By secret and inviolable iprings; Our heads, our hearts, our pallions, and our And makes his liope bis fublunary joy. pow'rs,

Man's heart eats all things, and is hungry Speak the famie language; call us to the skies. “More, more, the glutton cries:" for tome Unripend there in this inclement clime, So rages appetite, if man can't mount, Scarce rise above conjecture, and mistake; He will defcend. He starves on the poi And for this land of trifles, those too strong, Hence the world's master, froni ambition's Tumultuous rise, and tempe it human life; In Caprea plung'd; and div'd beneath the What prize on earth can pay us for the storm: In that rank sty why wallow'd empire's t Meet obie is for our pallions lleav'n ordain d, Supreme: Becanse he higher ty Objects chit challenge all their fire, and leave His riot was ambition in de pair.

See pidi hope, for ever on the wing! And strenuous to transcribe, in human life, seado'er ev'ry thought that falcon sits, rhe mind almighty? could it be, that fate, * Za that rises in her light;

Jult when the lineaments began to shine, [ever? ** Toping, but to mount again! Should snatch the draught, and blot it out for

mart, the betrays her aim's mistake, Shall we, this moment, gaze on God in man? 32 cer quarry lodg d beyond the grave. The next, lose man for ever in the dust? Créolt it fail us (it must fail us there, From duft we disengage, or man mistakes; ***25) more mournful riddles rise, And there, where lealthis judgment fears a flaw. tee vies with bope in mystery: Wisdom, and worth, how boldly he commends! ***? Where its praise, its being, filed ? Wisdom and worth are sacred namnes; rever'd; Tastre felt-intereft pursu'd ;

Where not embrac'd; applauded! deify'd! What elf-int'reit of quite mortal man? Why not compassion'd too? If spirits die,

all that makes him happy here, Both are calamities, inflicted both, Zde cetimes) is our friend on earth, To make us but more wretched; wisdom's eye 'rnid is virtue, 'tis our fov'reign good. Acute, for what? To spy more miseries;

od zardian of a blameless heart, And worth; so recompens'd, new points their ted, so long reputed wise,

ftings : "A viti rank knight-errantries o'errun. Or man the grave surmounts, or gain is loss, etto bolom with illuftrious dreanis And worth exalted humbles us the more. * Peterprize, and glorious death? Were then capacities divine conferr'd,

centry-thou romantic fool! As a mock-diadem, in salvage-port, - teplank thyself; and let her fink! Rank insult of our pompous poverty, [fair?

tai sbat to thee? (1 speak with awe) Which reaps but pain, from seeming claims fo ... shat? tho he ihould bid thee in future age lies no redress? and shuts S sod, thy final hope is split,[bleed? Eternity the door on our complaint ?

potence reward the blow, If so, for what strange ends were mortals made? *, pinte thy being; disobey. The worst to wallow, aud the best to weep.

Can we conceive a disregard in heaven, 14 Toe Madness of Infidelity. What the worst perpetrate, or best endure? ? TTB' recompense is doubtful, here, This cannot be. To love, and know, in man és azelly, well may we demand, Is boundless appetite, and boundless pow'r;

sisted to be good in vain ? And these demonstrate boundless objects too. hodin vain, is man enjoin'd ? Objects, pow'rs, appetites, heav'n suits in all; *** nu in vain, is man betray'd ? Nor, nature thro', e'er violates this sweet, 12:rs lodgid in his own breaft

, Eternal concord, on her tuneful string. Trzencies from virtue felt? Is man the sole exception from her laws? "sze lies on virtue's part? Eternity struck off from human hope,

(which allumes the name Man is a monster, the reproach of heav'n, - Cuiact) plays the fool in man, A stain, a dark impenetrable cloud

accomplice in the cheat? On nature's beauteous aspect; and deforms, ** je vjeg, ioude it in her praise ? (Amazing blot!) deforms her with her lord. - 2* va's beam be led aftray? Or own the soul immortal, or invert 2 menintate his God?

All order. Go, mock-majesty! go, man, 12 metimes ruins us on earth, And bow to thy superiors of the Itall;

, or man survives the grave, Thro' ev'ry scene of sense superior far: [stream ske grave, or own, Lorenzo, They graze the turf untillid; they drink the 2.creme, a wild absurdity. Unbrew'd, and ever full, and unimbitter'd

Storit; cowards are thy scorn. With doubts, fears, fruitless hopes, regrets, de17:17 11tal, and thy scorn is just.

spairs, 7, rationally brave,

Mankind's peculiar! reason's precious dow'r ! & seed, because he cannot die. No foreign clime they ransack for their robes, 3:17!!, when life is lost, Nor brothers cite to the litigious bar :

or a fool expires. Their good is good entire, unmixt, unmarrd; aziland such there are, They find a paradise in ev'ry field, 12 cornple, lucre, rage, revenge,

On houghs forbidden, where no curses hang; za defe&t of thought),

Their ill no more than strikes the sente, un. Mariamen, most deserves a chain.

Itretcht grave, we follow the renown's By previous dread or murmur in the rear; PT33, , science, all we love, [beam When the worst comes, it comes unfear'd; on: Lire for worth, whose noontide stroke itu tans of ethereal pow'rs;

Begins and ends their woe: they die but once; ett lustre of the moral world

Blek, incommunicable privilege ! [itars, * a tench, and rottenness the close ? For which who rules the globe, and reads the to be wis to know, and warm to praise, Philosopher, or here, lighs in vain.


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Account for this prerogative in brutes : Of immortality. The first in fame,
No day, no glimpse of day to solve the knot, Observe him near, your envy will abate:
But what beams on it from eternity.

Shamd at the disproportion vast between O sole and sweet folution! that unites The paffion, and the purchase, he will lig The difficult, and softens the severe;

At such success, and blush at his renown The cloud on nature's beauteous face dispels; And why? because far richer prize invit: Restores bright order; casts the brute beneath; His heart ; far more illustrious glory call: I And re-inthrones us in supremacy

And can ambition a fourth proof supp: Of joy, ev'n here, admit inmortal life, It can, and stronger than the former three And virtue is knight-errantry no more: Thu' ditappointments in ambition pain, Each virtne brings in hand a golden dow'r, And tho' success disgusts, yet Atill we er: Far richer in reversion : hope exults; In vain to pluck it from us : man must And, tho' much bitter in our cup is thrown, An obstinate activity within, Predominates, and gives the taste of heav'n. An insuppressive spring will toss him up. O wherefore is the Deity so kind?.

In spite of fortune's load. Not kings at Heav'n our reward-for heav'n enjoy'd below. Each villager has liis ambition too:

Still unsubdu'd thy stubborn heart? For there No Sultan prouder than his fetter'd have The traitor lurks, who doubts the truth I ting: Slaves build their little Babylons of strav Reason is guiltless; will alone rebels. Echo the proud Allyrian, in their hearts, What, in that stubborn lieart, if I should find And cry,—“Behold the wonders of my m. New, unexpected witnesses against thee? And why? because immortal as their lo. Ambition, and the fateless love of gain ! [soul And fouls immortal mult for ever heave Canit thou suspect that these, which make the At something great; the glitter, or the The Nave of earth, should own her heir of The praise of mortals, or the praise of ha.

heav'n? Canst thou suspect, what makes us disbelieve

§ 251. Avarice. Our immorality, thould prove it fure ? Thus far ambition. What says avarice

This her chief maxim, which has long $ 250.tmbition and Fame.

thine, FIRST, then, ambition fummon to the bar:

“ The wile and wealthy are the same." I Ambition's ihame, extravagance, disguit,

To store np treasure, with incesant til, And inextinguishable nature, Iprak: Each much depoles; hear them in their turn. To this great end keen inttinet itings hir

This is man's province, this his higheft p Thy soul how pallionately fond of fame!

To guide that instinct, reason! is tl.y ch How anxious that fond pailion to conceal!

'Tis thine to tell us where true trealure We blush detected in designs on praise, But reason failing to discharge her trult,

Tho' for best deeds, and from the best of men : A blunder follows, and blind industry, And why? because immortal. Art divine

O'erloading, with the cares of diítant as Has made the body tutor to the soul :

The jaded 1pirits of the present hour, Heav'n kindly gives our blood a moral flow;

Providing for eternity below. Bids its afcend the glowing cheek, and there

Whence inextinguishable thirst of g :: Upbraid that little heart's inglorious aim, Which stoops to court a character from man; Man, if not meant by worth to reach the

From inextinguithable life in man: While o’er 11s, in tremendous judgınent, sit Had wanted wing to fly so far in guilt. Far more than man, with endless praise, and Sour grapes I grant ambition, avarice; blame.

Yet itin their root is immortality. Ambition's boundless appetite out-Speaks

These its wild growths religion con ree The verdict of its thame. When souls take fire Refine, exalt, tirow down their poi, ne At high presumptions of their own defert,

And make them sparkle in the bowl or One age is poor applause; the mighty fhout, The thunder by the living few begun, Late time must echo! worlds unborn resound : $ 252. Address to Unbelievers. We with our names eternally to live : [ thought. " Know all; know infidels, unapt to Wild dream! which ne'er liad haunted human "Tis immortality your nature fulves; Had not rur natures been eternal 100. 'Tis immortality decypliers man, Instinct points out an int'rest in hereafter; And opens all the myst'ries of his mal But our blind reason fees not where it lies; Without it half his inftinéts are a rica Or, seeing, gives the substance for the thade. Without it, all lis virtues are a drear Fame in the shade of inimortality,

Ilis very crimes after his dignity; And in itlelf a thdow; 100n as caught, His fateless appetite of gold, and fameContent'd; it firinks to nothing in the grasp. Declares him born for hleslings intonite Contult the ambitious; 'tis ambition's cure. What, less than intinite, makes unabii “ And is this al!>" cryid (elar at his height, Pallions, which all-on earth but more Diglet: u. This thuid prout ambition brings Fierce pullions to milmeasurd to this

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