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Chicks that once before our door
Pick'd the crumbs, and ask'd for more ;
Pigs that grunted in our sty,
Lambs that skipp'd when we were by;
This is goodness in excess,
Oh! how Heav'n delights to bless.
From the vine the gen'rous juice,
Not for luxury but use,
Pour'd for Mira, pour'd for me
If content, how happy we.

Wherefoe'er we turn our eyes,
How the varying prospects rife!
Fertiliz'd by sun and rain,
Earth how cloth'd with grass and grain!
Groves with musick fill our ears,
How the God, the God, appears !
He o'er barren hill and dale
Bade the farmer's toil avail;
Gave the linnet's note refin’d,
With its joys to charm mankind.
Mira, what so clear as this,
Joy in others, gives us bliss ?
With our superfluous store,
Let us clothe and feed the poor.
Worth that from the public flies,
Let us seek and patronize ;
Worth that hopes for no display,
'Till that all disclofing day;
Mira! then may you and
Claim a mansion in the sky.

FORTITUDE has its extremes, as well as the rest of the virtues; and ought, like them, to be always astended with prudence.

THE end of learning is, to know God, and out of that knowledge, to love him, and to imitate him, as we may the nearest, by possessing our souls of true virtue. CICERO says, “ Vicious habits are so great a stain “ to human nature, and so odious in themselves, that “ every person actuated by right reason, would avoid “ them, though he was sure they would be always con“ cealed both from God and man, and had no future " punishment entailed upon them."

AS to be perfectly just, is an attribute of the divine nature ; to be fo to the utmost of our abilities, is the glory of a man.

A VIRTUOUS habit of mind is so absolutely ne. cessary to influence the whole life, and beautify every particular action; to overbalance or repel all the gilded charms of avarice, pride, and self-interest, that a man deservedly procures the lasting epithets of good or bad, as he appears either swayed by it, or regardless of it.

A MAN of virtue is an honour to his country, a glory to humanity, a satisfaction to himself, and a bene. factor to the world. He is rich, without oppression or dishonesty, charitable without oftentation, courteous without deceit, and brave without vice.

ANGER may glance into the breast of a wise man, but reft only in the bofom of fools.

WHEN the last hour seems to be approaching, all terrestrial advantages are viewed with indifference; and the value that we once set upon them, is disregarded or forgotten. And if the same thought was always predo. minant, we mould then find the absurdity of stretching out our arms incessantly to grasp that which we cannot keep, and wearing out vurselves in endeavours to add new turrets to the fabric of ambition, when the foundation itself is shaking, and the ground on which it stands is mouldering away.

TO him who is animated with a view of obtaining approbation from the Sovereign of the Universe, no difficulty should seem insurmountable,

WE have seen those virtues which have, while living, retired from the public eye, generally transmitted to pofterity, as the truest objects of admiration and praise.

A Hymn.-Psalm VIIIth.
LORD! how illuftrious is thy name,
Whose pow'r both Heav'n and earth proclaim!
When I the Heav'ns, thy fabric, see,
The moon and stars, disposed by thee;
O! what is man, or his frail race,
That thou should'ft such a shadow grace?
Next to thy angels most renown'd,
With majefty and glory crown'd!
All that on dales and mountains feed, .
All that the woods and deserts breed,
Whate'er thro' airy regions fees,
Or swims in deep and stormy seas,
Thou all beneath his feet haft laid,
King of thy whole oreation made.
Lord! how illustrious is thy name,
Whose pow'r both Heav'n and earth proclaim!

I ENVY no one's birth or fame,

Their title, train or dress;
Nor has my pride e'er stretch'd its aim,

Beyond what I pofíess.
I ak not, wish not, to appear

More beauteous, rich, or gay.
Lord make me wiser every year,

And better every day!

A WISE and virtuous man can never be proud ; nor can he be exalted in his thoughts at any advantages he has above others; because he is conscious of his own weakness and inability to become either wise or virtu. ous, by any thing he finds in his own power : and his fenfe of the goodness of the bountiful God in bestowing upon him more abundantly, what he has been pleated

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more fparingly to vouchsafe to others, will inspire his foul with humility, thankfulness and adoration.

MEN generally love to have their praises proclaimed, Fiot whispered. There are not many who can have the patience to stay till the day of judgment, to receive the approbation and applause of their good actions.

Verres written on the Severity of Winter,

WHILE the fierce winter rages all around, And the hard earth's with frosty fetters bound; While clothes its surface a thin garb of snow, And rapid rivers now no longer flow : Tho' keen the piercing cold, the vital. flood The rich can warm with raiment, fire, and food ; But whence the poor enable to sustain Opprefsive want, and hunger's urgent pain ? How is it, naked, hungry--they can bear, In their defenceless state, the piercing air? Whence ihall their wants the just fupply receive ? Ought man refuse, when God empow'rs to give 2 None can-but those in whom compassion fails; In whom nor love of God nor man prevails ; In whom all serious sense of duty's lost, Colder their hearts than snow, and harder than the frost.

ALL have their frailties. Whoever looks for a friend without imperfections, will never find what he seeks'; we love ourselves with all our faults, and we ought to love our friend in like manner.

THERE is nothing so engaging as a benevolent disposition. This temper makes a man's behaviour inoffenfive, affable, and obliging; it multiplies friends, and disarms the malice of an enemy.

A MAN without complaisance, ought to have a great deal of merit in the room of it.

HE whose honest freedom makes it his virtue to speak what he thinks, makes it his necessity to think what is good.

HYMN for the MORNING.

ON thee, each morning, O my God!

My waking thoughts attend;
In whom are founded all my hopes,
And all

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wishes end. My soul, in pleasing wonder loft,

Thy boundless love surveys,
"And, 'fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares,

Her sacrifice of praise.
Thou lead'st me thro' the maze of sleep,

And bring'ft me safe to light,
And with the fame.paternal care,

Conductít my steps till night.
When ev’ning slumbers press mine eyes,

With thy protection bleft,
In peace and safety I commit

May wearied limbs to rest.
My spirit, in thy hand secure,

Fears no approaching ill ;
For, whether waking or asleep,

Thou, Lord! art with me still.
What fit return can I, weak flesh,

Make to Almighty Pow'r !
For so much goodness, so much love!

Such mercies every hour!
I'll daily, to th' astonish'd world,

His wond'rous acts proclaim,
Whilft all with me shall praises fing,

With me shall bless his name. At morn,

at noon, at night, I'll still, The growing work pursue ; And him alone will praise, to whom

Alone all praise is due.

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