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How rich that God who can such charge defray, And bear to fling ten thousand worlds away? Great wealth! and yet (ye nations hcar!) one foul Has more to boast and far outweighs the whole; Exalted in superior excellence, Casts down to nothing such a vast expense.. Have ye not seen th' eternal mountains nod, An earth dissolving, a descending God? What strange surprises thro' all nature ran? For whom these revolutions, but for man? For him Omnipotence new measures takes, For him through all eternity awakes; Pours on him gifts sufficient to supply Heav’n’s loss, and with fresh glories fill the sky.

Think deeply then, Oman, how great thou art, Pay thyself homage with a trembling heart; What angels guard, no longer dare neglect, Slighting thyself, affront not God's respect. Enier the facred temple of thy breast, And gaze, and wander there a ravish'd guest; Gaze on those hidden treasures thou shalt find, Wander thro' all the glories of thy mind. Of perfeci knowledge, see the dawning light Fortells a noon moft exquisitely bright? Here springs of endless joy are breaking forth! There buds the promise of celestial worth ! Worth which must ripen in a happier clime, And brighter fun, beyond the bounds of time.

Thou minor, canlı not guess thy vast estate, What stores, on foreign coasts, thy landing wait. Lose not thy claim, let virtue's paths be trod; Thus glad all heav'n, and please that bounteous God, Who, to light thee to pleasures, hung on high Yon radiant orb, proud règent of the sky: That service done, its beams shall fade away, . And God shine forth in one eternal day.

On the LAST JUDGMENT. By the Earl af


THE day of wrath, that dreadful day.

I Shall the whole world in alhes lay, As David and the Sybils say. '


What horror will invade the mind,
When the strict Judge who would be kind,
Shall have few venial faults to find?

The last loud trumpet's wond'rous sound
Shall through the rending tombs rebound,
And wake the nations under ground.

Nature and death shall, with surprise,
Behold the pale offender rile,
And view the Judge with conscious eyes.

Then shall with universal.dread,
The sacred mystic book be read,
To try the living and the dead.

The Judge afcends his awful throne,
He makes each secret Gin be known,
And all with shame confess their own.

Oh! then what int’rest shall I make,
To save my last important stake,
When the most just have cause to quake..

Thou mighty, formidable King,
Thou mercy's unexhausted spring,
Some comfortable pity bring.

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Forget not what my ransom cost,
Nor let my dear-bought soul be lost,
In storms of guilty terror tost.

Thou who for me didit feel such pain,



Whose precious blood the cross did stain,
Let not those agonies be vain.

Thou whom avenging powers obey,
Cancel my debt, too great to pay,
Before the fad accounting day.

Surrounded with amazing fears,
Whose load my soul with anguish bears,
I sigh, I weep; accept my tears.!

Thou who wert mov'd with Mary's grief,
And by absolving of the thief,
Has given me hope, now give relief.

Reject not my unworthy prayer,
Preserve me from that dang'rous snare,
Which death and gaping hell prepare.

Give my exalted foul a place,
Among thy chosen right-hand race,
The sons of God, and heirs of grace.

From that insatiable abyss,
Where flames devour, and serpents hiss,
Promote me to thy seat of bliss.

Prostrate my contrite heart I rend,
My God, my father, and my friend,
Do not forsake me in my end.

XVIH. ..
Well may they curse their second breath,
Who rise to a reviving death.
Thou great Creator of mankind,
Let guilty man compassion find.


Mr. Gay.

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H ETHER amid the gloom of night I stray,

Or my glad eyes enjoy revolving day;

Still nature's various face informs my sense,
Of an all-wile, all-powerful Providence,
When the gay fun first breaks the shades of night,
And strikes the distant eastern hills with light,
Colour returns, the plains their liv'ry wear,
And a bright verdure clothes the smiling year;
The blooming flowers with op'ning beauties glow,
And grazing flocks their milky fleeces show,
The barren.cliffs with chalky fronts arile;
And a pure azure arches o'er the skies.
But when the gloomy reign of night returns,
Stript of her fading pride, all nature mourns ;
The trees no more their wonted verdure boaft,
But weep in dewy tears their beauty loft:
No distant landskips draw. our curious eyes,
Wrapt in night's robe the whole creation lyes,

Yet still, even now, while.darkness clothes the land;
We view the traces of th’ Almighty hand:
Millions of stars in heav'n's wide vault appear,
And with new glories. hang the boundless sphere;.
The silver moon her western couch forsakes,
And o'er the skies her. nightly circle makeszi :
Her folid globe beats back the funny rays,
And to the world her borrow'd light repays:

Whether those stars that twinkling lustre fend
Are luns, and rolling worlds those luns attend,
Man may conjecture, and new schemes declare;
Yet all his systems but conjectures are;
But this we know, that heav'n's eternal King,
Who bid.this universe from nothing spring,
Can at his word bid num'rous worlds appear,
And rising worlds th’all-pow'rful word shall hear.
When to the western main the sun descends,
To other lands a rising day he lends ;
The spreading dawn another shepherd spies,
The wakeful flocks from their warm folds arise ::
Refresh'd the peasant seeks his early toil,
And bids the plow correct the fallow soil :
While we in sleep's embraces waste the night,
The climes oppos’d enjoy meridian light.
And when those lands the busy fun forsakes,,
With us again the roly morning wakes ;

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In lazy fleep the night rolls swift away, .
And neither clime laments his absent ray.

When the pure soul is from the body flown,
No more shall night's alternate reign be known,
The sun no more shall rolling light bestow,
But from th' Almighty streams of glory flow.
Oh may fome nobler thought my soul employ,
Than empty, transient, fublunary joy!
The stars shall drop, the sun shall lose his flame,
But thou, O God, for ever shine the same.

A THOUGHT on ETERNITr. By the fame


T'RE the foundations of the world were laid,
L E're kindling light th' Almighty word obey'd,
Thou wert, and when the fubterraneous flame,
Shall burst its prison, and devour this frame,
From angry hear'n, when the keen lightning flies,
When fervent heat disolves the melting skies,
Thou still shalt be still as thou wert before,
And know no change when time shall be no more.
O! endless thought, divine eternity!
Th’immortal foul shares but a part of thee;
For thou wert present when our life began,
When the warm dust shot up in breathing man.

Ah! what is life! with ills encompass'd round,
Amidst our hopes, fate strikes the sudden wound.
To-day the ftatesman of new honour's dreams,
To-morrow death destroys his airy schemes.
Is mouldy treasure in thy cheft confin'd?
Think all that treasure thou must leave behind;
Thy heir, with smiles, Tall view thy blazon'd hearse,
And all thy hoards with lavish hand disperse.
Should certain fate th’impending blow delay,
Thy mirth will ficken and thy bloom decay,
Then feeble age will all thy nerves difarm,
No more thy blood its narrow channels warm.
Who then would wish to stretch this narrow span,
To luffer life beyond the date of man?


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