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The tear of sympathy. No radiant pearl, which crested fori une wears, No gem, that twinkling hangs from beauty's ears, Nor the bright stars, which night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre, as the tear that breaks, For others' wo, down Virtue's maniy cheeks.
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Bliss of celestial origin.
RESTLESS mortals toil for nought;
Bliss in vain from earth is sought;
Bliss, a native of the sky,
Never wanders. Mortals, ery ;
There you cannot seek in vain ;
For to seek her is to gain.
The passions are a num'rous crowd,
Imperious, positive, and loud.
Curb these licentious sons of strife ;
Hence chiefly rise the storms of life:
If tbey grow mutinnus, and rave,
They are thy masters, thou ibeir slave.
Trust in Providence recommended
'Tis Providence alone secures,
In ev'ry change, both mine and yours,
Safety consists not in escape
From dangers of a frightful shape :
An earthquake may be bid to spare
The man that's strangled by a hair.
Fate steals along with silent read,
Found oft'nest in what least we dread :
Frowns in the storm with angry brow,
But in the sunshine strikes the blow.
How lov'd, how valu'd once, avails Thee not,
To whom related, or by whom begot :
A heap of dust alone remains of thee ;
'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be.
All fame is foreign, but of true desert ;
Plays rou d the head, but comes not to the heart.
One self-approying hour, whole years outweighs
Of stupid starers, and of loud huzzas ;
And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels,
Than Cæsar with a senate at his heels.
Virrue the guardian of youth.
Down the smooth stream of hfe the stripling darts,
Gay as the morn ; bright glows the vernal sky,
Hope swells his sails, and Passion steers his course.
Safe glides his little bark along the shore,
Where Virtue takes her stand: but if too far
He launches forth beyond discretion's mark,
Sudden the tempest scowls, the surges roar,
Blot his fair duy, and plunge him in the deep.
But yonder comes the powerful king of day,
Rejoicing in the east. The less'ning cloud,
The kindliug azure, and the mountain's brow,
Illum'd with fluid gold, his near approach
Betoken glad. Lo, now, apparent all
Aslant the dew-bright earth, and colour'd air,
He looks in boundless majesty abroad ;
And sheols the shining day, that burnish'd plays
On rocks, and hills, and tow'rs, and wandring streams,
High gleaming from afar.
May I govern my passions with absolute sway ;
And grow wiser and better as life wears a way.
On a mountain, stretch'd beneath a hoary willow,
Lay a shepherd swain, and view'd the rolling billow.
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Competence. A COMPETENCE is all we can enjoy : Oh! be content, where Heaven can give no more!
Reflection essential to happiness. Much joy not only speaks small bappiness, But happiness that shortly must expire. Can joy unbottom'd in rettection, stand ? And, in a tempest, can reflection live?
Friendship Can gold gain friendship? Impudence of hope ! As well mere nan an angel might beget.
Love, and love only, is the loan for love.
Lorenz! pride repress ; oor hope to find
A friend, but what has found a triend in thee.
All like the purchase; few the price will pay :
And this makes friends such miracles below.
Beware of desp'rate steps. The darkest day
(Live till to-morrow) will have pass'd away.
-O luxuary !
Bane of elated life, of affluent states,
What dreary change, what ruin is not thine!
How doth thy bowl intoxicate the mind!
To the soft entrance of thy rosy cave,
How dost thou lure the fortunate and great!
Dieadful attraction !
Seize, mortals ! seize the transient hour;
Įmprove each moment as it flies :
Lite's a short summer-mao a flow'r ;
He dies-Alay :-how soon he dies !
The source of happiness.
Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense,
Lie in three words-health, peace, and competence :
But health coosists with temperance alone ;
O virtue! peace is all thy own.
Who can forbear to s pile with oature ? Can
The storıny passions in the boson roll,
While every gale is peace, and every grove
O sacred solitude ! divine retreat!
Choji e of the prudent! envy of the great!
By thy pore stream, or in thy waving shade,
We court fair Wisdom, that celestial waid :
•By solitude here is meant, a temporary seclusion from the world.
The genuine offspring of her lov'd embrace,
(Strangers on earth,) are Innocence and Peace,
There, froin the ways of men laid safe ashore,
We smile to hear the distant tempest roar;
There, bless'd with health, with business up perplex'd
This life we relish, and ensure the next.
Presume not on to-morrow.
Io human hearts what bolder thoughts an rise,
Thao man's presumption on to-morrow's dawa?
Where is to morrow? Io another world.
For numbers this is certain
the reverse Is sure to pune.
Dum vivimus vivamus,
Whilst we live, let us live, “Live, while you live," the epicure would say, "And seize the pleasures of the present day. “Live, while con live," the sacred preacher cries; "And give to Gvd each moment is it flies.” Lord!" in my views, let both united be ; I live in pleasure, when I live to thee! DODDRIDGE.
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The security of virtue.
Let coward guilt, wuh pallid ftar
To shelt'ring caverns fly,
Ad justly dread the vengeful tate,
That thunders through the sky.
Protected by that hand, whose law,
The threat'niog storms obey,
Intrepid virtue smiles secure,
As in the blaze of day.
And O! by error's force subdu'd,
Since olt mr stubboro will
Prepost'rous sbubs the laten' good,
Aod grasps the specious illo
Not to my wish, but to my want,
Do thou thy gifts apply ;
Unask'd, what good thou knowest grant ;
Wbat ill, though asked, deoy.
I have found out a gitt for my fair;
I have found where the woorl. pigeons breed:
But let me tha: plunder forbear!
She will say, cis a barbarvus deed. For he ne'er can be true, she averr'd,
Who can rob a poor bird of its youog:
And I lov'd her the more, when I heard
Such teoderness fall from her tongue.
Here rests.his head upon the lap of carth,
A youth to fortune and to fame unkown;
Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth,
Aod Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere;
Heav'n diit a recompense as largely send; He gave to mis'ry all he had-a tear; [friend.
He gaio'd from Heav'o ['twas all he wishid) a No farther serk his merits to disclose,
Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There thev alike in irembling hope repose,) The bosom nf his Father and his God.
Joy and sorrow connected.
Still, where rosy pleasure leads,
See a kindred grief pursue;
Behind the steps that mis'ry treads,
Approaching comforts view.
The hues of bliss more brightly glow,
Chastis'd by suble tives of wo;
And blended form, with arıful strife,
The strength and harmuny of life.