Of blissful haunts they tell, and brighter climes, For them we drain the mine's embowell'd gold, Our limbs are purchas'd, and our life is fold! Where ev'ry breeze fhall med'cine ev'ry wound. Shall vainly fuppliant fpread his asking hand; I WOULD not have a Slave to till my ground, I had much rather be myself the flave, FOR happiness we fearch in vain: In heav'n alone true blifs thou'lt find. THE reception the returning prodigal met with from his father (in the parable) muff give the greateft finner encouagement to repentance and amendment. LET LET us not fail frequently to reflect upon the greatness and number of our own faults, and the vaíl need we have of allowance both from God and man; confidering how hard it would go with us, if men could fee all the inmost thoughts of our hearts, or knew all the fecret actions of our lives; and if God was to judge us with severity according to them. Let us firft caft the beam out of our own eye before we pretend to remove the mote from our brother's. Some REFLECTIONS upon hearing the Bell toll for the HARK! what a mournful folemn found With what a pathos does it speak! 'Tis death's dread herald calls aloud, And nature feems to fympathize. Reflect, ye restless fons of care! Your vain designs his hand can spoil; For what avail vaft heaps of gold When death his awful writ shall fend; It is not hoary tottering age, That now lies ftretch'd beneath his stroke; L But But oh! 'tis generous Cynthio's bell! Cynthio!-whofe happy healing art, Turn'd from his friend death's fatal blow, And fhielded from that threatening dart, Which now, alas !-has laid him low. But Cynthio's virtues ne'er can die, In heav'n's immortal gardens bloom. And hark!-ah, what celeftial notes, The fun breaks forth, the fkies are clear. From heav'n defcends the joyful strain, To mitigate our grief and pain, And this the theme of joy it brings: "Thus write (the voice from heav'n proclaims) Behold the Saviour wide display, Tis He deftroys death's baneful fting, And hail him victor thro' the sky." THE THE acquifition of knowledge is one of the most honourable occupations of youth. The defire of it difcovers a liberal mind, and is connected with many accomplishments and many virtues. THE Apoftle's rule, "that if any man will not work, "neither should he eat," extends to the rich as well as the poor; only fuppofing, that there are different kinds of work affigned to each. The reafon is the fame in both cafes, viz. that he who will do no good, ought not to receive or enjoy any. IT is a fure indication of good fenfe to be diffident of it. We then, and not till then, are growing wife, when we begin to difcern how weak and unwife we are. Extract from an ODE on KNOWLEDGE. KNOWLEDGE or wealth to few are given; Nor wealth nor knowledge grant the boon; Bleft in thy finiles the fhepherd lives, Without them-ever, ever cloy'd Then would't thou, mortal! rife divine? With active goodness join'd: Thy heart fhall then confefs thee bleft, And ever lively, joyful tafte The pleasures of the mind.. An EVENING HYMN. THE morn is paft, the noon-tide o'er, His fteady course has run : Perhaps no more on earth to rife, The clofe of night may close my eyes Reflect, my foul, the days and years, If I have err'd, instruct to mourn, Thy mercies ftill thou doft impart Oh! thou, whofe favour more I prize Say I am thine, it fhall fuffice, Th' angelic hoft, for ever pure, Nor fin nor forrow ever more Thofe falfe fuggeftions, flesh and blood, Did interpofe below, Shall then be cleared, and understood, シ And unmix'd friendship flow. To |