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Cherubs a profer'd crown of glory low,
Had I, ye perfecuting powers ! been born
Now grief and rage, by gathering fighs suppreft,
Here Learning, blinded first, and then beguild,
Fantastic lightnings, through the dreary way, 175
Loud laughs the hag !--She mocks' complaint away, Unroofs the den, and lets- in more than day. Swarms of-wild fancies, wing'd in various flight, Seek emblematic shades, and mystic light ! Some drive with rapid steeds the fining car! These nod from thrones! Those thunder in the war! 190 Till, tir'd, they turn from the delusrve fhow, Start from wild joy, and fix in ftupid woe.
Here the lone hour a blank of life display, Till now bad thoughts a fiend more active raise ; A fiend in evil moments ever nigh!
195 Death in her hand, and frenzy in her eye! Her eye all red, and sunk! A robe the wore, With life's calamities embroider'd o'er.
A mirror in one hand collective fhows,
of This endless foe to generous toil and pain Lolls on a couch for ease; but lolls in vain ; She muses o'er her woe-embroider'd vest, And self-abhorrence heightens in her breast. To Thun her care, the force of sleep she tries, 205 Still wakes her mind, though numbers doze her eyes : She dreams, starts, rises, stalks from place to place, With restless, thoughtful, interrupted pace ; Now eyes the sun, and curses every ray, Now the green ground, where colour fades away. 210 Dim spectres dance! Again her eye the rears ; Then from the blood- thot ball wipes purpled tears; Then presses hard her brow, with mischief fraught, Her brow half bursts with agony of thought! From me (she cries) pale wretch, thy comfort claim, 215 Born of Despair, and Suicide my name! Why Nould thy life a moment's pain endure ! Here every object proffers grief a cure. She points where leaves of hemlock blackening Boot! Fear not! pluckl eat (faid she) the sovereign root! 220 Then Death, revers’d, shall bear his ebon lance! Soft o'er thy sight shall fwin the fhadowy trance ! Or leap yon rock, possess a watery grave, And leave wild forrow to the wind and wave! Or mark this poniard thus from misery frees !
225 She wounds her breast!--the guilty steel I seize ! Straight, where the struck, a smoaking spring of gore Wells from the wound, and floats the crimson'd floor,
She faints ! she fades !-Calm thoughts the deed revolve, And now, unstartling, fix the dire resolve;
230 Death drops his terrors, and, with charming wiles, Winning, and kind, like my Olympia (miles ! He points the passage to the seats divine, Where poets, heroes, fainted lovers shine ! I come, Olympia !-my rear'd arm extends;
135 Half to my breast the threatening point descends; Straight thunder rocks the land ! new lightnings play! When, lo! a voice resounds-Arife! away! Away! nor murmur at th' afflictive rod! the vengeance
of an angry God! 240 Fly'lt thou from Providence for vain relief? Such ill-fought ease shall draw avenging grief. Honour, the more obstructed, stronger shines, And zea) by perfecution's rage
refines, By woe, the foul to daring action fwells; By woe, in paintiefs patience it excels; From patient, prudent dear experience fprings, And traces knowledge through the course of things ! Thence hope is forın'd, thence fortitude, fuccefs, Renown :-whate'er men covet and caress.
250 The vanilh'd fiend thus fent a hollow voice. Would'it thou be happy ? straight be death thy choice. Ilow mean are those, who passively complain ; While active fouls, more free, their fatters strain ! Though knowledge thine, hope, fortitude, success, 255 Renown : --whate'er men covet and caress; On earth success must in its turn give way, And ev'n perfection introduce decay.