the refreshing of your mind: the ufe of recreation is to ftrengthen your labour, and fweeten your reft.

LET not the grandeur of any man's ftation render him proud and wilful; but let him remember, when he is furrounded with a crowd of fuppliants, death fhall level him with the meaneft of mankind.

HOW pride can fo far intoxicate men's understandings, as to make them fancy they are exalted by riches and honour above other men, and, in the vanity of their hearts, to look down with contempt upon their fuppofed inferiors, is prodigious, as ufual as it is. Certainly it cannot be imagined that the richer cloaths create the nobler heart, or the choicer meats the more honourable blood.

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THE more true merit a man has, the more does he applaud it in others.

WOULD'ST thou, O man! avoid th' unbounded woe ;, Would't feel thy breaft with endless raptures glow: Would't thou with triumph hear the thunder roll, That rocks the trembling earth from pole to pole,. Retire;-be deaf to grandeur's vain alarm, Its gilded darts, that fting thee while they charm: Let life's gay fcenes engage thy foul no more; Pomp, beauty, youth, the bubbles of an hour! Fix ev'ry thought on thy immortal part; Bid heav'n attend-then afk thy trembling heart, How have I walk'd through all this mazy road? How liv'd to gain the plaudit of my God!

PRAYER and meditation have a direct tendency to keep open the communication between the SupremeBeing and the foul of man: but the public worship of God hath the pofitive promife of his more immediate prefence. What then fhall we fay to thofe, who use a thoufand little pitiful fubterfuges to justify their abfencefrom the houfe of prayer?

WERE

WERE once these maxims fix'd, that God's our friend, Virtue our good, and happiness our end, How foon must reafon o'er the world prevail, And error, fraud, and fuperftition fail!

HYMN ON GRATITUDE to the DEITY.

WHEN all thy mercies, oh my God
My rifing foul furveys;
Tranfported with the view I'm loft
In wonder, love, and praife.

Oh! how shall words, with equal warmth
The gratitude declare,
That glows within my ravifh'd heart!
But thou canst read it there.

Thy Providence my life fuftain'd,
And all my wants redrefs'd,
E'er yet I faw the light of day,
Or hung upon the breast.

To all my weak complaints and cries.
Thy mercy lent an ear,
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd
To form themselves in pray'r.
Unnumber'd comforts to my foul
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceiv'd

From whence thofe comforts flow'd.

When in the lipp'ry paths of youth
With heedlefs fteps I ran,

Thy arm unfeen convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man:

Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and death,
It gently clear'd my way;

And thro' the pleafing fnares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.

When worn with fickness, oft haft thou
With health renew'd my face ;

And when in fin and forrow funk,
Reviv'd my foul with grace.

Thy

Thy bounteous hand with worldly blifs
Has made my cup run o'er,

And in a kind and faithful friend
Has doubled all my ftore.

Ten thoufand thoufand precious gifts,
My daily thanks employ ;
Nor is the leaft a cheerful heart
That taftes thofe gifts with joy.

Thro' ev'ry period of my life
Thy goodness I'll purfue;
And after death, in diftant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,

My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
Thy mercy thall adore,

Thro' all eternity to thee

A joyful fong I'll raise,

For oh! eternity's too fhort
To utter all thy praise.

The following is the ADVICE of the QUEEN of SwIDEN to her Son.

CONTINUE, my dear child, to be exact in fulfilling your several dutie; the principal of which is the veneration and worship due to the Supreme Being.-Remember that moral virtue is in great danger, when it is no longer fupported by Chriftianity: and that all great minds have a fincere love and confidence in their Creator, which gives them that noble affurance that is visible in every action of their lives. God hath given you talents, and a heart not without fenfibility: be careful left it become a dupe to your fenfe; it is a rock on which many a fenfible man hath split.-Choose piety for your pilot, and you need not fear that you will err in your course.

In a Letter from the fame to her Son.

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CONTINUE, my dear child, to make virtue your chief ftudy. Would you know your fuccefs before hand? It will be proportioned to your efforts Why fhould we balance a moment? We shall never grow good by chance. Wealth, honours, dignities, may come of their own accord, but virtue must be eagerly purfued. She is not to be attained without continued labour: but ought this labour to affright us, which, we know, will procure us all that is defirable? You must never hope to unite fenfuality with glory, nor indolence with the reward of virtue.

SCARCELY an ill to human life belongs,
But what our follies cause, or mutual wrongs;
Or if fome ftripes from Providence we feel,
He ftrikes with pity, or but wounds to heal;
Kindly perhaps fometimes afflicts us here,
To guide our views to a fublimer sphere,
In more exalted joys to fix our taste,
And wean us from delights that cannot last.
Our prefent good the eafy tafk is made,
To earn fuperior blifs when this fhall fade;
For foon as e'er thefe mortal pleasures cloy,
His hand fhall lead us to fublimer joy;
Snatch us from all our little forrows here,
Calm ev'ry grief, and dry each childish tear;
Waft us to regions of eternal peace,
Where blifs and virtue grow with like increase
From ftrength to ftrength our fouls for ever guide
Thro' wond'rous fcenes of being yet untry'd,
Where in each stage we shall more perfect grow,
And new perfections, new delights beftow.

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THERE is hardly any fight that raifes one's pity more than that of an enlarged foul joined to a contracted fortune; unless it be that fo much more common one, of a contracted foul joined to an enlarged fortune.

A FRUGAL

A FRUGAL management of our pleafures might enable us to discharge the debt of mutual benevolence more perfectly, and to make ourfelves happy, by contributing more abundantly to the happiness of others.

IMPATIENCE.

AN impatient man is hurried along by his wild and Furious defires into an abyfs of miferies; the more exten five his power is, the more fatal is his impatience to him, He will wait for nothing, he will not give himself any time to take measures, he forces all things to satisfy his wishes, he breaks the boughs to gather the fruit before it is ripe, he breaks down the gates rather than wait till they are opened, he will needs reap when the wife hufbandman is fowing; all he does in hafte is ill done, and can have no longer duration than volatile defires: fuch as these are the fenfelefs projects of the man who thinks he is able to do every thing, and who, by giving himself up to his defires, abuses his power.

PHILIP, king of Macedon, having drunk too much wine, happened to determine. a caufe unjustly, to the prejudice of a poor widow; who, when he heard his decree, boldly cried out, "I appeal to Philip fober."-The king, ftruck with the peculiarity of the event, recovered his fenfes, heard the caufe afrefh, and finding his mistake, ordered her to be paid, out of his own purfe, double the fum fhe was to have loft.

THE fentiments of humanity incline us to comfort the miferable, and it is failing in the most effential duties, to abandon them in their preffing occafions: but it is atmoft excefs of cruelty to infult them in their diftreffes.

A FAREWELL to the COUNTRY in WINTER.

ADIEU! the pleafing rural fcene,
Thick fhades, and meadows fair and green :
The fields adorn'd with theaves of corn
The walk at early hour of morn.

Behold!