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bloom of youth, and triumph of beauty, practises the rules of purity and virtue ; and that in the exercise of those qualities the finest breeding confifts.

IN all things preserve integrity; the consciousness of thy own uprightness will alleviate the toil of bufiness, and foften the harshness of ill success and disappointments, and give thee an humble confidence before God, when the ingratitude of man, or the iniquity of the times, may rob thee of other due reward.

THE time of fickness or affliction is like the cool of the day was to Adam, a season of peculiar propriety for the voice of God to be heard; and may be improved into a very advantageous opportunity of begetting or increasing spiritual life in the soul.

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MAN's life, like any weaver's shuttle flies,
Or like a tender flow'ret fades and dies ;
Or like a race it ends without delay,
Or like a vapour vanishes away ;
Or like a candle which each moment wastes,
Or like a vessel under fail it haítes ;
Or like a poft it gallops very fast,
Or like the shadow of a cloud 'tis. paft.
Our castle is but weak, and strong the foe,
Our breath is short, our death is certain too ;
But as his coming is a secret still,
Let us be ready, come death when he will.

Concluding Stanzas of a Piece written on Recovery

from Sickness.

FATHER of life! whose arm with equal power,

And equal goodness, can depress or raise, Complete the blessings thou hait deign’d to show'r, And grant increasing worth to length of days.

Oh!

Oh! grant me still to trust thy tender care,

In humble praise to use this added breath, In health, the innocence of sickness wear,

And keep, thro' life, the sober thoughts of death.

A WISE Heathen, with great justice, compares prosperity to the indulgence of a fond mother to her child, which often proves his ruin ; but the affection of the Divine Being to that of a wise father, who would have his fons exercised with labour, disappointment, and pains, that they may gather strength, and improve their fortitude. Sometimes too, a misfortune may happen to a good man, to preserve him from a much greater one. Thus fickness

may be a very great mercy to him, if it keeps him from embarking in a vessel which will be loft in its passage. Thus poverty may screen him from a great many evils which would be brought upon him by riches, and the like. We are so short-lighted, that we know not how to distinguish, and often take the greatest blessings for misfortunes, and the heaviest curses for blessings. We are like mariners, who by fair winds might run into the way of pirates : but by those contrary to their wishes, reach their port

in safety. Extempore Exclamation on the Prospect of Winter, OH! may our follies, like the falling trees,

Be stript of ev'ry leaf by autumn's wind ! May ev'ry branch of vice embrace the breeze,

And nothing leave but virtue's fruit behind ! Then when old age, life's winter, shall appear,

In conscious hope, all future ills we'll brave,
With fortitude our dissolution bear,

And fink, forgotten, in the filent grave.
THE man, within the golden mean
Who can his holdest with contain,
Securely views the ruin'd cell,
Where fordid want and forrow dwell,
And in himself, serenely great,
Declines an envied room of state.

IT is a melancholy confideration, that our comforts often produce our greatest anxieties; and that an increase of our poffeffions is but an inlet to new disquietudes.

WE AK and feeble minds are most prone to anger, and by their exeeeding fierceness, generally disappoint their own purpose. But the greatest and bravest of men are always calm and fedate ; they are above being disturbed with little injuries, and can generously pardon the greateft; taking more delight in mercy and forgiveness, than in prosecuting revenge when it is in their power.

OTHER vices are confined within certain bounds, and have a particular object, but affectation diffuses itself over the whole man, and affects the good qualities both of body and mind.

SHUN the least appearance of evil, that you may not be suspected ; and if you cannot avoid both, choose rather to be suspected, when you do not deserve it, than to do evil, without being suspected.

BE very cautious of speaking or believing any ill of your neighbours; but be much more cautious of making hasty reports of them to their disadvantage.

LET virtue and innocence accompany your recreations ; for unlawful pleasures, though agreeable for a moment, are too often attended with bad consequences ; and instead of relaxing the mind, plunge us into an abyss of trouble and affliction.

FILIAL, fubmiffive to the fov'reign will,
Glad of the good, and patient of the ill,
I'll work, in narrow sphere, what Heav'n approves,
Abating hatreds, and increasing loves;
My friendships, ftudies, pleasures all my own,
Alike to envy and to fame unknown.
Such in some blest asylum let me lie,
Take off my fill of life, and wait, not wish to die.

WHEN

WHEN beauty's charms decay, as soon they must, And all its glories humbled in the dust, The virtuous mind, beyond the rage of time, Shall ever blossom in a happier clime, Whose never-fading joys no tongue can tell, Where everlasting youth and beauty dwell; Where pain and sorrow never more shall move, But all is pleasure, harmony, and love.

SEARCHING AFTER HAPPINESS.
OH! happiness, thou pleasing dream,

Where is thy substance found ?
Sought through the varying scenes in vain,

Of earth's capacious round.
The charms of grandeur, pomp, and shew,

Are nought but gilded snares;
Ambition's painful steep ascent,

Thick set with thorny cares. The busy town, the crowded street,

Where noise and discord reign, We gladly leave, and tir'd, retreat,

To breathe and think again.
Yet, if retirement's pleasing charms

Detain the captive mind,
The foft enchantment soon dissolves,

'Tis empty all as wind. Religion's sacred lamp alone,

Unerring points the way, Where happiness forever Mines,

With unpolluted ray;
To regions of eternal peace,

Beyond the starry skies,
Where pure, sublime, and perfect joys,

In endless prospect rise. .

OH would'st thou, man! but now and then descend Into the dark recesses of thy breast, Before the feeds of baleful vice have sprung,

And

And tak'n poffeffion of thy eafy heart;
Then might'st thou think on other worlds to come,
And live in folitude without a fear.

HAPPY the man! whose tranquil mind,
Sees nature in her changes kind,

And pleas'd, the whole surveys.
For him the morn benignly smiles,
And evening shades reward the toils,

That measure out his days.
The varying year may shift the scene,
The founding tempeits lath the main,

And Heaven's own thunders roll;
Calmly he fees the bursting storm,
Tempests nor thunder can deform

The morning of his soul.

THE industrious art, by nature taught,
With more than common prudence fraught,
Lays up, secure, an annual store,
(It's little date, perhaps no more:)
Would man (who Lord of all presides,
Alone whom reason's influence guides,
Whom Heav'n, in mercy unconfin'd,
For nobler purposes design’d)
Thus hoard against that common state
We all must prove, or soon or late;
How calm might he resign his breath,
And smiling, meet the arm of death!
With joy his soul to Heav'n commend,
And fearless, wait his latter end.

NOT all the gifts of wealth, the pomp of state,
The gilded palace, or the envied throne,
Deserve the real tribute of applause.
Praise rather those who steadily pursue
The precepts of humility, who hear
The voice of cooler reason, nor desire
More than their flocks, and herds, the tufted cell,

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