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In Pity's dew divine ;
The answering swell of mine!
With eager speed 1 dart-
I press you to my heart !
A fair electric Aame :
Shoots rapid through the frame !
Despised Galiloan! For the Great
Fair the high Grove, the Sea, the Sun, the Stars ;
Nor the starr’d Azure, nor the sovran Sun,
TO A FRIEND LX ANSWER TO A MELANCITOLY
Lovely was the death AWAY, those cloudy looks, that laboring sigh,
Of Ilim whose life was love! Iloly with power The peevish offspring of a sickly hour!
le on the thought-henighted sceptic beam'd Nor meanly thus complain of Fortune's power,
Manifest Godhead, melting into day When the blind Gamester throws a luckless die. What floating misis of dark Idolatry
Broke and misshaped the Omnipresent Sire: Yon setting Sun flashes a mournful gicam
And first by Fear uncharm'd the drowned Soul.*. Behind those broken clouds, his stormy train: Till of its nobler nature it aan feel Tomorrow shall the many-color'd main
Dim recollections: and theni e soar'd to Hope, In brightness roll beneatlı his orient beam! Strong to believe whate'er of mystic good
The Eternal dooms for his immorial Sons.
All self-annihilated it shall make
And bless d are they,
Who in this fileshly World, the elect of Heaven, Yor shall no: Fortune with a vengeful smile
Their strong eye darting through the deeds of Men, Survey the sanguinary Despot's mighi,
Adore with stedfast unpresuming gaze ini haply hurl the Pageant from his height,
Him Nature's Essence, Mind, and Energy! Unwept to wander in some savage isle.
And gazing, trembling, patiently ascend There, shiv'ring sad beneath the tempest's frown,
Treading beneath their feet all visible things Round his tira limbs 10 wrap the purple vest;
As steps, that upward to their Father's Throne And mix'd with nails and beads, an equal jest !
Lead gradual-else nor glorified nor loved.
They nor Contempt einbosom nor Revenge.
Alike from all educing perfect good.
Theirs too celestial courage, inly arm'd-
Dwarfing Earth's giant brood, whai tiine they muse
On their greai Father, great beyond compare! WRITTEN OX TIIE CHRISTMAS EVE or 1794.
And marching onwards view high o'er their heads Tils is the time, when most divine 10 hear,
His waving Banners of Omnipotence.
Who the Creator love, created miglit
Dread not : within their tents no terrors walk. The vision of the heavenly multitude, !!ho byan'd the song of Peace o'er Bethlehem's
* Το Νοητον διηρηκασιν εις πολλων fields!
θεων ιδιοτητας. . Tet thou more bright than all the Angel blaze,
Damas. de Mysl. Aegypl. That luarlinger'd thy birth, Thou, Man of Woes!
For they are holy things before the Lord,
Parts and proportions of one wondrous whole! Aye unprofaned, though Earth should league with | This fraternizes Man, this constitutes
Our charities and bearings. But 't is God God's Altar grasping with an eager hand,
Diffused through all, that doth make all one whole, Fear, the wild-visaged, pale, eye-starting wretch, This the worst superstition, him except Sure-refuged hears his hot pursuing fiends Aught to desire, Supreme Reality! Yell at vain distance. Soon refresh'd from Heaven, The plenitude and permanence of bliss ! lle calms the throb and tempest of his heart. O Fiends of Superstition ! not that oft Ilis countenance settles ; a soft solemn bliss The erring Priest hath staind with brother's blood Swims in his eye-his swimming eye upraised : Your grisly idols, not for this may wrath And Faith's whole armor glitters on his limbs! Thunder against you from the Holy One! And thus transfigured with a dreadless awe, But o'er some plain that steameth to the sun, A solemn hush of soul, meek he beholds
Peopled with Death ; or where more hideous Trade All things of terrible seeming: yea, unmoved Loud-laughing packs his bales of human anguish: Views e'en the immitigable ministers
I will raise up a mourning, Oye Fiends! That shower down vengeance on these latter days. And curse your spells, that film the eye of Faith, For kindling with intenser Deity
Iliding the present God; whose presence lost, From the celestial Mercy-seat they come,
The moral world's cohesion, we become And at the renovating Wells of Love
An anarchy of Spirits ! Toy-bewiich’d,
No common centre Man, no common sire
Through couris and cities the smooth Savage roams, Thus from the Elect, regenerate through faith,
Feeling himself, his own low Self the whole ;
When he by sacred sympathy might make Pass the dark Passions and what thirsty Cares
The whole one Self! Self that no alien knows! the spirit and the dim regards Self-centre. Lo they vanish! or acquire
Self, far diffused as Fancy's wing can travel!
Self, spreading still! Oblivious of its own, New names, new features by supernal grace
Yet all of all possessing! This is Faith!
This the Messiah's destin'd victory!
But first offences nceds must conie! Even now* Darkling he fixes on the immediate road
(Black llell laughs horrible--to hear the scoff!) His downward eye: all else of fa:rest kind
Thee to defend, meek Galilæan! Thee Hid or deform’d. But lo! the bursting Sun! And thy mild laws of love unutterable, Touch'd by the enchantment of that sudden beam, Mistrust and Enmily have burst the bands Straight the black vapor melteth, and in globes Of social Peace; and listening Treachery lurks Of dewy glitter gems each plant and tree; With pious Fraud to snare a brother's lite; On every leaf, on every blade it hangs !
And childless widows o'er the givaning land Dance glad the new-born intermingling rays,
Wail numberless; and orphans weep for bread; And wide around the landscape streams with glory! Thee to defend, dear Savior of Mankind !
Thee, Lamb of God! Thee, blameless Prince of
From all sides rush the thirsty brood of War!
Austria, and that foul Woman of the Norih,
The lustful Murderess of her wedded Lord ! Who feeds and saturates his constant soul,
And he, connatural Mind! whom (in their songs He from his small particular orbit flies With bless'd outstarting! From Himself he flies,
So bards of elder time had haply seign's Stands in the Sun, and with no partial gaze
Some Fury fondled in lier hate 10 man,
Bidding her serpent hair in mazy surge
Lick luis young fice, and at his mouih inbreathe This is indeed to dwell with the Most High!
Horrible sympathy! And leagued with these Cherubs and rapture-trembling Seraphim
Each petty German princeling, nursed in gore!
Soul-harden'd barterers of human blood !
January 21st, 1794, in the debate on the Address in las And that in his vast family no Cain
Majesty, on the speech from the Throne, the Cari vt Guide
ford moved an Amendment to the following effect :-"'Tira! Injures uninjured (in her best-aim'd blow
the House hoped bis Majesty would seize the earliest opperVictorious Murder a blind Suicide),
tunity to conclude a peace with France," etc. This motiuni Haply for this some younger Angel now
was opposed by the Duke of Portland, who "considered one Looks down on Human Nature: and, behold! war to be merely grounded on one principle--the preservation A sea of blood bestrew'd with wrecks, where mad of the Christian Religion.” May 30th, 1794, the Duke , Embattling Interests on each other rush
Redford moved a number of Resolutions, with a view to the
Establishment of a Peace with France. Ile was opposed With unhelm'd rage !
(among others) by Lord Abingdon in thegr remarkable words. “The best road to Peace, my Lords, is War! and War care
ried on in the same manner in which we are taught to worship "T is the sublime of man, our Creator, namely, with all our souls, and with a var Our minntide Majesty, to know ourselves
ininds, and with all our hearts, and with all our strength."
Death's prime Slave-merchants! Scorpion-whips of When, stung to rage by Pity, eloquent men
Have roused with pealing voice unnumber'd tribes Nor least in savagery of holy zeal,
That toil and groan and bleed, hungry and blind Apt for the yoke, the race degenerate,
These hush'd awhile with patient eye serene, Whom Britain erst had blush'd to call her sons ! Shall watch the mad careering of the storm; Thee to defend the Moloch Priest prefers
Then o'er the wild and wavy chaos rush The prayer of hate, and bellows to the herd And tame the outrageous mass, with plastic might Tha: Deity, Accomplice Deity
Moulding Confusion to such perfect forms, In the fierce jealousy of waken'd wrath
As erst were wont, bright visions of the day! Will go forth with our armies and our Neets, To Noat before them, when, the Summer noon, To scatter the red ruin on their foes?
Beneath some arch'd romantic rock reclined, O blasphemy! to mingle fiendish deeds
They felt the sea-brecze lift their youthful locks ; With blessedness!
Or in the month of blossoms, at mild eve,
Wandering with desultory feet inhaled
The wafted perfumes, and the rocks and woods From everlasting Thou! We shall not die.
And many-tinted streams and setting Sun These, even these, in mercy didst thou form,
With all his gorgeous company of clouds Teachers of Good through Evil, by brief wrong
Ecstatic gazed! then homeward as they stray'd Making Truth lovely, and her future might Cast the sad eye to earth, and inly mused Magnetic o'er the fix'd untrembling heart.
Why there was Misery in a world so fair.
From all that softens or ennobles Man,
The wretched Many! Bent beneath their loads The vacant Shepherd wander'd with his flock, Pitching his tent where'er the green grass waved.
They gape at pageant Power, nor recognize
Their cots' transmuted plunder! From the tree Bai soon Imagination conjured up An host of new desires : with busy aim,
Of Knowledge, ere the vernal sap had risen
Rudely disbranch'd! Blessed Society!
Fitliest depictured by some sun-scorch'd waste, Wence Vice and Virtue flow, honey and gall.
Where oft majestic through the tainted noon
The Simoom sails, before whose purple pomp Hence the soft couch, and many-color'd robe,
Who falls not prostrate dies ! And where by night The tinbrel, and arch'd dome and costly feast, With all the inventive arts, that nursed the soul
Fast by each precious fountain on green herbs
The lion couches; or hyena dips To forms of beauty, and by sensual wants
Deep in the lucid stream his bloody jaws; Insensualized the mind, which in the means * Jeant to forget the grossness of the end,
Or serpent plants his vast moon-glittering bulk, liest pleasured with ils own activity.
Caught in whose monstrous twine Behemoth* yells And hence Disease that withers manhood's arm,
His bones loud-crashing !
O ye numberless, That vex and desolate our mortal life.
Whom foul Oppression's ruffian gluttony Ilide-wasting ills! yet each the immediate source Drives from life's plenteous feast! Othou poor Of mightier good. Their keen necessities
wretch, To ceaseless action goading human thought Who nursed in darkness and made wild by want, llave made Earth's reasoning animal her Lord ; Roamest for prey, yea thy unnatural hand And the pale-featured Sage's trembling hand Dost lift to deeds of blood ! O pale-eyed form, Strong as an host of armed Deities,
The victim of seduction, doom'd to know Sich as the blind Ionian fabled erst.
Polluted nights and days of blasphemy ;
Who in lothed orgies with lewd wassailers From Avarice thus, from Luxury and War
Must gaily laugh, while thy remember'd home Sprang heavenly Science ; and from Science Gnaws like a viper at thy secret heart ! Freedom.
O aged Women! ye who weekly catch
Totter heart-broken from the closing gates
of the full Lazar-house : or, gazing, stand The unseemly disproportion: and whoe'er Sick with despair! O ye to Glory's field 'Turn with mild sorrow from the victor's car
Forced or ensnared, who, as ye gasp in death, And the low puppetry of thrones, to muse
Bleed with new wounds beneath the Vulture's beak On that blest triumph, when the patriot Sage O thou poor Widow, who in dreams dost view Calid the red lightnings from the o'er-rushing cloud, Thy Husband's mangled corse, and from short doze And dash'd the beauteous Terrors on the earth Start'st with a shriek; or in thy half-thatch'd cod Smiling majestic. Such a phalanx ne'er
Waked by the wintry night-storm, wet and cold, Measured firm paces to the calming sound Cow'rst o'er thy screaming baby! Rest awhile Of Spartan flute! These on the fated day,
• Behemoth, in Hebrew, signifies wild beasts in general. • Art thou not from everlasting. O Lord, mine Holy one ? Some believe it is the elephant, some the hippopotamus; some We shall not die. O Land thou hast ordained them for judg- affirm it is the wild bull. Poetically, it designates any large hent, etc.—Habakkuk.
Children of Wretchedness! More groans must rise. With conscious zeal had urged Love's wondrous plar.
The high Groves of the renovated Earth
Adoring Newton his serener eye The junumerable multitude of wrongs
Raises to heaven : and he of mortal kind By man on man inflicted! Rest awhile,
Wisest, he* first who mark'd the ideal tribes Children of Wretchedness! The hour is nigh; Up the fine fibres through the sentient brain. And lo! the Great, the Rich, the Mighty Men, Lo! Priestley there, Patriot, and Saint, and Sage, The Kings and the Chief Captains of the World, Him, full of years, from his loved native land With all that fix'd on high like stars of Heaven Statesmen blood-stain'd and Priests idolatrous Shot baleful influence, shall be cast to earth, By dark lies maddening the blind inultitude Vile an down.-trodden, as the untimely fruit Drove with vain hate. Calm, pitying, he retired, Shook fron the fig-tree by a sudden storm. And mused expectant on these promised years. Even now the storm begins :* each gentle name, Faith and meek Piety, with fearful joy
O years ! the blest pre-eminence of Saints ! Tremble far-off-for lo! the Giant Frenzy,
Ye sweep athwart my gaze, so heavenly bright, Uprooting empires with his whirlwind arm,
The wings that veil the adoring Seraph's eyes, Mocketh high Heaven ; burst hideous from the cell What time he bends before the Jasper Throne, Where the old Hag, unconquerable, huge,
Reflect no lovelier hues ! yet ye depart, Creation's eyeless drudge, black Ruin, sits
And all beyond is darkness! Heights most strange, Nursing the impatient earthquake.
Whence Fancy falls, fuitering her idle wing.
When seized in his mid course, the Sun shall wane
Making noon ghasily! Who of woman bom Pure Faith! meek Piety! The abhorred Form
May image in the workings of his thought, Whose scarlet robe was stiff with earthly pomp,
How the black-visaged, red-eyed Fiend outstretch'di Who drank iniquity in cups of gold,
Beneath the unsteady feet of Nature groans, Whose names were many and all blasphemous,
In feverish slumbers destin'd then to wake, Hath met the horrible judgment! Whence that cry? When fiery whirlwinds thunder his dread name The mighty army of foul Spirits shriek'd
And Angels shout, Destruction! How his arm Disherited of earth! For she hath fallen
The last great Spirit lifting high in air
Shall swear by Him, the ever-living One,
Believe thou, O my soul And patient Folly who on bended knee
Life is a vision shadowy of Truth ; Gives back the steel that stabb'd him ; and pale And vice, and anguish, and the wormy grave. Fear
Shapes of a dream! The veiling clouds retire. Hanted by ghastlier shapings than surround
And lo! the Throne of the redeeming God
Forth flashing unimaginable day,
Contemplant Spirits! ye that hovər o'er
Ebullient with creative Deity! As float to earth, permitted visitants !
And ye of plastic power, that interfusea When in some hour of solemn jubilee
Roll through the grosser and material mass
In organizing surge! Holies of God!
I haply journeying my immortal course
Soaring aloft I breathe the empyreal air
As the great Sun, when he his influence
Sheds on the frost-bound waters—The glad stream For in his own and in his Father's might
Flows to the ray, and warbles as it flows.
* David Ilartley Rise to new life, whoe'er from earliest time
| Rev. Chap. iv. v. 2 and 3.--And immediately I was in the Spirit: and behold, a Throne was set in Heaven, and one sat on the throne. And he that sat was to look upon like a jasper
and sardine stone, etc. * Alluding to the French Revolution.
# The final Destruction impersonated.
And what if some rebellious, o'er dark realıns
Arrogate power? yet these train up to God,
Flash meteor-lights better than total gloom
As ere from Lieule-Onive's vapory head
The Laplander beholds the far-off Sun
Brooks no alternate sway, thc Borcal Morn
With mimic lustre substitutes its gleam,
Or Balda-Zhiok,* or the mossy stone
Scream in its scanty cradle: he the while
Thinking himself those happy spirits shall join For what is Freedom, but the unsetter'd use
Who there in bloating robes of rosy light Of all the powers which God for use had given?
Dance sportively. For Fancy is the Power
That first unsensualizes the dark mind,
Giving it new delights; and bids it swell
With wild activity; and peopling air, For all that meets the bodily sense I deem
By obscure fears of Beings invisible, Symbolical, one mighty alphabet
Emancipates it from the grosser thra!! For infant minds; and we in this low world
of the present impulse, teaching Self-control, Placed with our backs to bright Reality,
Till Superstition with unconscious haud
Seat Reason on her throne. Wherefore not vain, That we may learn with young unwounded ken The substance from its shadow. Infinite Love,
Nor yet without permitted power impress'd, Whose latence is the plenitude of All,
I deem'd those legends terrible, with which Thou with retracted Beams, and Self-eclipse
The polar ancient thrills his uncouth throng;
Whether of pitying Spirits that make their moan
Vuokho, of whose rushing wings the noise
Pierces the untraveli'd realms of Ocean's bed Their subtle fluids, impacts, essences,
(Where live the innocent, as far from cares Sif-working tools, uncaus'd effects, and all
As from the storms and overwhelming waves Those blind Omniscients, those Almighty Slaves, Dark tumbling on the surface of the deep), Untenanting creation of its God.
Over the abysm, even to that uttermost cave
By misshaped prodigies beleaguer'd, such Bat properties are God: the naked mass
As Earth nc'er bred, nor Air, nor the upper Sea. If mass there be, fantastic Guess or Ghost)
There dwells the Fury Form, whose unheard Acts only by its inactivity. Here we puse humbly. Others boldlier think
With eager eye, pale check, suspended breath, That as one body seerns the aggregate Of Aioms numberless, each organized; So, by a strange and dim similitude,
• Balda Zhiok; i.e. mong altitudinis, the highest mountain Intinile myriads of self-conscious minds
† Solfar Kapper; capitium Solfar, hic locus omnium quotAre one all-conscious Spirit, which informs
quot veterum Lapponum superstitio sacrificiis religiosoque culWith absolute ubiquity of thought
tui dedicavit, celebratissimus erat, in parte sinus australis situs His one eternal self-assirming Act!)
semimilliaris spalio a mari distans. Ipse locus, quem curiositatis All his involved Monads, that yet seem
gratia aliquando me invisisse memini, duabus prealtis lapidibus, With various province and apt agency
sibi invicem oppositis, quorum alter musco circumdatus erat,
constabat.--Leemius De Lapponibus. Each to pursue its own self-centering end.
1 The Lapland Women carry their infants at thoir back in a Some nurse the infant diamond in the mine; piece of excavated wood, which serves them for a cradle. Sorne roll the genial juices through the oak ; Opposite to the infant's mouth there is a hole for it to breathe Some drive the mutinous clouds to clash in air,
through.Mirandum prorsus est et vix credibile nisi cui vidisset And rushing on the storm with whirlwind speed,
contigil. Lappones hyeme iter facientes per vastas montes, per
que borrida et invia lengua, eo presentin icmpore quo omnia Toke the red lightning to their volleying car. perpetuis nivibus obterra sunt et vives ventis agitantur et in This these pursue their never-varying course, gyros aguntur, viam ad destinata loca ab-que errore invenire No eddy in their stream. Others, more wild,
posse, lactantem autem infun'em si quem babent, ipsa mater Vith complex interests weaving human fates,
in dorso bajulat, in excavato ligno (Gieedik ipi vocant) quod
pro cunis utuntur; in hoc infans pannis et pellibus convolutus Dhiteous or prond, alike obedient all,
colligatus jacet.--Leenius De Lapponibus Evolve the process of eternal good.