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HEALTH is a blessing that every one wishes to enjoy ; but the multitude are so unreasonable, as to desire to purchase it at a cheaper rate than it is to be obtained. The continuance of it is only to be secured by exercise or labour. But the misfortune is, that the poor are too apt to overlook their own enjoyments, and to view with envy the ease and affluence of their superiors, not considering that the usual attendants upon great fortunes are anxiety and disease.

GOD seems to have intended more by almfgiving than what we apprehend at first fight; since the indigent are not only supported thereby, but the persons who confer the bounty have an opportunity offered them of promoting their own divine intereft, inasmuch as charity is more ad. vantageous to him that giveth than to him that receivech.

POOR is the best that man can pay
That Pow'r, who guards him ev'ry day;
Yet if his beft, tho' e'er so poor,
Heav'n takes the mite-and aks no more!

VIRTUE rejoice! tho' ħeaven may frown awhile;
That frown is but an earnest of a smile.
One day of tears prefages years of joy,
For fuff'rings only mend us, not destroy.
Who feels the lashes of an adverse hour,
Finds them but means to waft him into pow's;
As health to bodies, bitter draughts im part,
So trials are but phyfic to the heart.

Extract from a Poem on DREAMS.

THE virtuous mind, to whom all-righteous heavia The pow'r of bounty, with the will has giv'n, Feels the same joys in sleep, he waking feels, And, heav'n's blest delegate, its mercy

deals; With sacred joy, he stops the rising figh, And wipes the falling tear from forrow's eye.


HOW happy are those who have obtained the impor. tant victory of conquering their passions, after which mar is no longer the slave of fear, nor the fool of hope; is no more emaciated by envy, inflamed by anger, emasculated by tenderness, or depressed by grief; but walks on calmly through the tumults or the privacies of life, as the sun pursues alike his course through the calm or the tormy sky.

HAPPY are those who live without ambition, distrust, or disguise. And happy is he who limits his desires to a private and peaceable manner of life, wherein it is less difficult to be virtuous.


A MAN may be happy any where, that knows how to be contented: nature is served with a little, and we ought to esteem our irregular appetites as foreigners : if our fortune be not extended to the larger measure of our wishes, it is easy to contract our minds to our fortune.

BE ever steady to your word; yet be not ashamed to confess your errors, nor flow to indemnify those who may have suffered by your mistake.

KNOWLEDGE will soon become folly, when good fense ceases to be its guardian.


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SWEET folitude, in which the good delight,
Serene by day, and peaceful is thy night.
Thou nurse of innocence, fair virtue's friend !
Silent, tho' rapt'rous pleasures thee attend.
Earth's verdant scenes, the all-surrounding skies, .
Employ my wand'ring thoughts, and feast my eyes,
Nature in every objec points the road
Whence contemplation wings my soul to God..
He's all in all, his wisdom, goodness, pow'r,
Spring in each blade, and bloom in ev'ry flow'r;
Smile o'er the meads, and shine in every hill,
Glide in the tream, and murmur in the rill.


Extra: from a Piece addreffed to Happiness.

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ARDENT I seek the flow'ry road
That leads to thy divine abode;

O! deign to be my guide!
Waft my low bark with profp'rous fail
Thro' ev'ry rough and boift'rous gale

That swells life’s rapid tide.
And steer me to that happy shore,
Where no rude tempeft's sullen roar,

Disturbs thy peaceful reign;
There with thy genial influence bless’d,
Sweet smiling peace thall fill my breaft,

And pleasure banish pain.

THE sweetest revenge is to do good to our enemies.

SINCE affictions cannot be avoided, let them be patiently borne: it is not for any sort of men to expect an exemption from the common lot of mankind; and no person is truly great, but he that keeps up the same dig. nity of mind in all conditions.

KEEP me from each presumptuous vice,

From fin's dominion free;
Then ever undismay'd I'll walk

In bold integrity:
Let all my words, and every thought,

Meet thy affenting nod:
O! view me with benignant eye,

My Saviour, strength, and God!

HE who would be rich in time, must be as frugal of his minutes and the smaller portions of it, as he who would be rich in worldly wealth, must be of his smaller and inconsiderable sums.

HOW vain are all their pretences to love God who know little or nothing of him, who are neither acquainted with


the glorious perfections of his nature, nor with the wondrous discoveries of his grace! Love muft be founded in knowledge. How vain are their pretences to love God with all their heart, and in a supreme degree, who never saw him to be a being of transcendent worth, of surpassing excellency, and capable of making them for ever happy; who value their corn, and their wine, and their oil, their business, their riches, or their diversions, more than God and his love!

SUBMIT thy life to heav'n's indulgent cares
Tho' all seems loft, 'tis impious to despair.
The tracts of Providence like rivers wind,
Here run before us, there retreat behind :
And tho' immerg'd in earth from human eyes,

Again break forth, and more conspicuous rise, THERE is something ungenerous in consecrating the remains of a ruin'd constitution, and shatter'd health, to the Deity, while we have been dedicating all our youth and strength to the service of the world.

LET libertines their boift'rous pleasures boaft,
They are but noisy wretchedness at most:
The tott'ring base of all the joys they know
Is fleeting tumult, or delusive shew;
They rend the breast, as whirlwinds rend the sky,
And, like the instant light'nings, glare and die.
That lasting bliss, which bears a calm review,
None but the wise and virtuous ever knew :
And from this pleasing retrospect will rise
The op’ning prospects of eternal joys;
In those bright realms, where perfect spirits live,
Poffess’d of ev'ry good Omnipotence can give,

The Close of the Year.
SERIOUS and folemn tolls the bell,

Which bids us bless the parting soul:
Serious and solemn verse should flow,

Which says the year has reach'd its goal.



Refle&tion ! bring thy wond'rous pow'rs,

Aid us to recollect the past ;
Well, if the present day shall yield

A mind compos'd to meet the last.
For sure as summer suns shall roll,

And sure as wintry storms descend,
Life, too, shall reach its deftin'd goal,

And all ideal prospects end.
'The mind resolved, the foul serene,

May cheerful meet its latest hour;
And thro' each various change that comes,

Defy the seasons, and their power.

WE should not fo often hear complaints of the inconNancy and falseness of friends, if the world in general were more cautious than they usually are, in forming connections of this kind. But the misfortune is, our friendships are apt to be too forward, and thus either fall off in the blossom, or never arrive at just maturity.

THE general duty of a friend is an industrious pursuit of his friend's real advantages; fidelity in all his trusts ; assistance in all his war.ts; and a constant endeavour for his advancement in piety and virtue: for so close is the connection, that it is the expression of God himself, speaking of a friend: " Thy friend, which is as thine

own foul.” Deut. 13.

OUR GOD is confined to no spot: his regards are limited to po community: he rides on the circuit of the heavens: his eyes run to and fro throughout the whole earth : hell itself is open before him, and destruction hath no covering. He maketh the clouds his chariot, and the winds his messengers: all the elements fulfil his commands. Darkness is his pavilion ; the earth is his footstool, and in the deep waters his wonders are seen. All nature is his temple, all space his abode, every living thing is the workmanship of his hand; and over all his parental care and tender mercies extend, without the least hadow of partiality, or the smallest tincture of envy,


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