THE COMPLAINT. NIGHT THE FIRST. ON LIFE, DEATH, AND IMMORTALITY. HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE ARTHUR ONSLO W, Efq. SPEAKER OF THE HOUSE OF COMMONS. A THE COMPLAINT. NIGHT THE FIRST. IR'D nature's fweet reftorer, balmy fleep! THe, like the world, his ready vifit pays Where fortune fmiles; the wretched he forfakes: From fhort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, At random drove, her helm of reason loft: The day too fhort for my diftrefs! and night, Is funshine, to the colour of my fate. Night, fable goddefs! from her ebon throne, Of life ftood ftill, and nature made a pause, Silence, and darkness! folemn fifters! twins But what are ye?-THOU, who didft put to flight Primaeval filence, when the morning-stars, Exulting, fhouted o'er the rifing ball; O THOU, whose word from folid darkness ftruck Thro' this opaque of nature, and of foul, |