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PATIENCE confifts in a well pleased submission to the divine will, and a quiet yielding to whatever it pleases the Deity to afflict us with. If we are possessed with a sincere reverence and esteem of God, humility will fortify us with patience to suffer, and not murmur, at his dispensations

IN every affair of life, despair should give way to hope, and impatience to content; for the hand of Providence is always nearest to us, when perils are most evi. dent.

AFFLICTIONS, if we make a discreet use of them, are messengers of love from Heaven to invite us thither.

A SOUL immortal, spending all her fires,
Wasting her strength in ftrenuous idleness,
Thrown into tumult, raptur’d or alarm’d,
At aught this scene can threaten or indulge,
Resembles ocean into tempeft wrought,
To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

The Knowledge of God natural to Man. THAT gracious Pow'r, who from his kindred clay, Bids man arise to tread the realms of day, Implants a guide, and tells what will fulfil His word, or what's repugnant to his will. The author of our being marks so clear, That none, but those who will be blind, can err; Or wheresoe'er we turn th' attentive eyes, Proofs of a God on ev'ry side arise. Nature, a faithful mirror, stands to shew God, in his works, disclos'd to human view. Whate’er exists beneath the crystal floods, Or cuts the liquid air, or haunts the woods; The various flow'rs, that spread th' enamell'd mead, Each plant, each herb, or even the grass we tread, Displays Omnipotence : None else could form The vileft weed, or animate a worm.


Or view the livid wonders of the sky,
What hand suspends those pond'rous orbs on high?
The comets flight, the planets mystic dance !
Are these the works of Providence, or chance ?
Themselves declare that universal cause
Who fram’d the system, and impos’d their laws.

CHRISTIANITY is not a speculative science, tut a practical obligation.

PIET Y and pride can no more thrive together, than health and sickness, light and darkness.

THOUGH our nature is imperfect and corrupt, yet it is so far improveable, by the grace of God upon our own good endeavours, that we all may, though not equally, be instruments of his glory, ornaments and blessings to this world, and capable of eternal happiness.

THERE is a certain candour in true virtue, which none can counterfeit.

IN the moderate use of lawful things, there can be no crime ; but in all extremes there is.

“ WE cannot (says Amasis in his epiftle to Polycrates) expect in this world an unmixt happiness, without being tempered with troubles and disasters.

THE family is the proper province for private women to shine in.

TEMPERANCE is a regimen into which all persons may put themselves.

GOD hath promised pardon to him that repenteth; but he hath not promised repentance to him that fin



HEAVEN's favours here are trials, not rewards ;
A call to duty, not discharge from care,
And should alarm us full as much as woes;
Awake us to their cause and consequence,
O’er our scan'd conduct give a jealous eye,
And make us tremble, weigh'd with our defert.

TO man's false optics (from his folly false)
Time, in advance, behind him hides his wings,
And seems to creep, decrepid with his age.
Behold him when pass’d by! what then is seen
But his broad pinions swifter than the winds ?
And all mankind, in contradiction ftrong,
Rueful, aghaft! cry out at his career.

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TORTUR’D with pain, as late I seepless lay,
Oppress’d with care, impatient for the day,
Jutt at the dawn, a gentle slumber came,
And to my wand'ring fancy brought this dream.

Methought my pains were hush'd, and I was laid
In earth's cold lap, among the filent dead ;
Prop'd on my arm, I view'd, with vast surprize,
This last retreat of all the great and wise;
Where fool, with knave, in friendly confort lies.
Whilst thus I gaz'd, behold a wretch appear'd,
In beggar's garb, with loathsome filth besmear'd;
His carcase, Lazar like, was crusted o’er
With odious leprosy, one horrid fore.
This wretch approach'd, and laid him by my side,
Good Heaven !-how great a shock to mortal pride;
Enrag'd I cry'd—“Friend, keep the distance due
c. To us of rank, from beggars such as you ;
os Observe some manners, and do me the grace,
To move far off, and quit your betters place."

“ And what art thou ? audacious (he reply'd!)
« That thus doft shew such reliques of thy pride?
" What tho' in life the harder lot was mine,
“ of ease and plenty ev'ry blessing thine,

“ Yet

- Ye: here, distinctions cease; a beggar's duit
“ Shall rise with kings-more happy if more just.
« Till then we both one common mass shall join,
“ And spite of fcorn, my alhes mix with thine."

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BLESS'D be the man, his memory at least,
That found the art, thus to unfold his breast,
And taught fuceeeding times an easy way,
Their secret thoughts by letters to convey ;
To baffle absence, and secure delight,
Which, till that time, was limited to fight.
The parting farewel spoke the last adieu,
The less'ning distance past, then loss of view;
The friend was gone, which some kind moments gave,
And absence separated like the grave.

When for a wife the youthful Patriarch sent,
The camels, jewels, and a servant went,
And wealthy equipage, tho' grave and flow,
But not a line that might the lover shew.
The rings and bracelets woo'd her hands and arms;
But had the known of melting words the charms,
That under secret seals in ambush lie,
To catch the soul when drawn into the eye,
The fair Assyrian had not took his guide,
Nor her soft heart in chains of hair been ty’d.

WERE it lawful and becoming in man to choose his circumstances in life, a mediocrity would perhaps be the most useful, and the freelt from temptation ; though notwithstanding these advantages, fome might think it not the most delirable. Opulence may tempt us to diffipation, indolence, sensuality, and total forgetfulness of God; poverty, to envy, falshood, dishonesty, and perjury. Let us, therefore, say, with Agur,“ Give me “ neither poverty nor riches, feed me with food conve. “ nient for me ; left I be full and deny thee, and say, " Who is the Lord ? or be poor and steal, and take the


6 name of my God in vain." But even those Chriftians, who move in this middle sphere, have their forrows and their joys; they feel fome degree of pain, fome proportionable measure of anxiety and care ; they taste a bitter mixed with every sweet, and they find a faithful monitor within, who tells them that the earth is not their portion, was not given as their reft, nor intended as their home.

MY God, the steps of pious men

Are order'd by thy will;
Tho' they should fall, they rise again,

Thy hånd supports them ftill.
I choose the path of Heav'nly truth,

And glory in my choice ;
Not all the riches of the earth

Could make me so rejoice.

To Mira, on removing into the Country,
MIRA, while on earth we stay,
Change our residence we may;
Change it often, and yet still
May be happy if we will.
Virtue still shall be our care,
The Deity is every where ;
Every where to bless the good,
Seen, tho' little understood.
Seen his wisdom, goodness, pow'r,
When we cultivate the flow'r;
Wisdom all its hues disclose,
Its perfume with goodness glows.
Finite pow'rs in Heav'n or earth
Could not give the charmer birth.

God shall send, our board to spread,
Healthful herbage from the bed ;
Cooling fruit from every bough,
Milk and butter from the cow;
From the hive, the comb replete,
Such as was Ifrael's Canaan treat;


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