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All on the margin of some flow'ry stream,
To spread his careless limbs amid the cool
Of plantane shades, and to the litt’ning deer
The tale of flighted vows and love's disdain
Resounds, soft warbling, all the live long day:
Consenting Zephyr fighs; the weeping rill
Joins in his plaint, melodious ; mute the groves ;
And hill and dale with all their echoes mourn.
Such and so various are che tastes of men.
THE PLEASURES ARISING FROM A CULTI
O Blest of Heav'n, whom not the languid songs
Of Luxury, the firen! not the bribes
Of fordid wealth, nor all the gaudy spoils
Of pageant Honour, can seduce to leave
Those ever-blooming sweets, which from the store
Of Nature, fair Imagination culls
To charm th’enliven'd soul! What though not all
Of mortal offspring can attain the height
Of envied life; though only few possess
Patrician treasures or imperial state :
Yet Nature's care, to all her children just,
With richer treasures and an ampler state
Endows at large whatever happy man
Will deign to use them.
His the city's pomp,
The rural honours his. Whate'er adorns
The princely dome, the column and the arch,
The breathing marbles and the sculptur’d gold,
Beyond the proud possessor's narrow claim,
His tuneful breast enjoys. For him the spring
Distils her dews, and from the filken zem
Its lucid leaves unfolds; for him the hand
Of autumn tinges every fertile branch
With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn.
Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wing;
And still new beauties meet his lonely walk,
And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze
Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes
The setting fun's effulgence, not a strain
From all the tenants of the warbling fhade
Afcends, bat whence his bosom can partake
Fresh pleasure, unreprov'd. Nor then partakes
Fresh pleasure only : for th' attentive mind,
By this harmonious action on Irer pow'rs,
Becomes herself harmonious: wont fo oft
In outward things to meditate the charm
Of sacred order, foon fhé feeks at home
To find a kindred order, to exert
Within herself this elegance of love,
This fair inspir’d delight : hier teinper'd pow'rs
Refine at length, and ev'ry paffion wears
A chafter, milder, more attractive mien.
But if to ampler prospects, if to gaze
On Nature's form, where negligent of all
These lesser graces, se assumes the port
Of that eiernal Majesty that weighed
The world's foundations; if to thefe the Mind
Exalts her daring eye ; then mightier far
Will be the change, and nobler. Would the forms
Of servile custom cramp her gen'rous pow'rs ?
Would fordid policies, the barb'rous growth
Of ign::sance and rapinc, bow her down
To tame pursuits, to indolence and fear?
Lo! the appeals to Naturc, to the winds
And roliing waves, the fun's unwearied course,
The elements and feasons : all declare
For what th' eternal Maker has ordaia'd
The pow'rs of man: we feel within ourselves
His energy divine : he tells the heart,
He meant, he made us to behold and love
What he beholds and lovęs, the general orb
Of life and being; to be great
- Beneficent and active. Thus the men
Whom Nature's works can charm, with God himself
Hold converse; grow familiar, day by day,
With his conceptions; act upon his plan ;
And form to his, the relish of their souls.
ASENSIDE. CHAP. XXVII.
Hark! heard ye not that piercing cry,
Which shook the waves and rent the sky!
E’en now, e’en now, on yonder Weltern shores
Weeps pale Despair, and writhing Anguish roars :
E'en now in Afric's groves with hideous yell
Fierce Slavery stalks, and Nips the dogs of Hell;
From vale to vale the gathering cries rebound,
And sable nations tremble at the found!
-YE BANDS OF SENATORS! whose suffrage sway's
Britannia's realms, whom either Ind obeys;
Who right the injur'd, and reward the brave,
Stretch your strong arm, for
Thron'd in the vaulted heart, his dread resort,
Inexorable CONSCIENCE holds his court;
With ftill finall voice the plots of Guilt alarms,
Bares. his mask'd brow, his lifted hand disaras;
But, wrapp'd in night with terrours all his owil,
He speaks in thunder, when the deed is done.
Hear him, ye Senates ! hear this truth sublime,
• HE WHO ALLOWS OPPRESSION SHARES THE CRIME,'
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears,
Not the bright stars, which Night's blue arch adorn,
Nor rising funs that gild the vernal morn,
Shine with such luftre as the tear that breaks
For other's woe down Virtue's manly cheeks.
QUESTION. WHETHER Anger ought to be suppreljed
entirely, or only to be confined within the bounds of moderation.
THOSE who maintain that refentment is blamable only in the excefs, support their opinion with such arguments as these :
Since Anger is natural and useful to man, entirely to banish it from our breaft, would be an equally foolish and vain attempt: for as it is difficult, and next to impossible, to oppofe nature with success; so it were imprudent, if we had it in our power, to cast away
with which she has furnished us for our defence. The best armour
against injustice is a proper degrze of spirit, to repel the / wrongs that are done, or designed against us: but if we diveft ourselves of all resentment, we shall perhaps prove too irresolute and languid, both in refiting the attacks of in. justice, and inflicting punishment upon those who have committed it. We shall therefore fink into contempt, and, by the tameness of our spirit, shall invite the malicious to abuse and affront us. Nor will others fail to deny us the regard which is due from them, if once they think us incapable of resentment. To remain unmoved at gross in