Thus, with delight, we linger to survey The promis'd joys of life's unmeasur'd way; Thus, from afar, each dim-discover'd scene More pleasing seems than all the past hath been; And every form, that Fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. 10 What potent spirit guides the raptur'd eye 15 To pierce the shades of dim futurity? Can Wisdom lend, with all her heav'nly power, The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour? Ah, no! she darkly sees the fate of man Her dim horizon bounded to a span; 20 Or, if she hold an image to the view, "Tis Nature pictur'd too severely true. Burney del. Heath sculp When Murder bard her arm &rampant War on the viewless winds to Heav'n again. Published as the Act directs by Longman & Rees. August 23.1802. 2 ་ With thee, sweet Hope! resides the heav'nly light, That pours remotest rapture on the sight: Thine is the charm of life's bewilder'd way, That calls each slumb'ring passion into play : Wak'd by thy touch, I see the sister band, Primeval Hope, the Aonian Muses say, When Man and Nature mourn'd their first decay; Shot from malignant stars to earth below; 25 30 When Murder bar'd his arm, and rampant War 35 Yok'd the red dragons of her iron car ; When Peace and Mercy, banish'd from the plain, Sprung on the viewless winds to Heav'n again; All, all forsook the friendless guilty mind, 40 Thus, while Elijah's burning wheels prepare From Carmel's height to sweep the fields of air, The prophet's mantle, ere his flight began, Dropp'd on the world—a sacred gift to man. Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe: Won by their sweets, in Nature's languid hour The way-worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower; There, as the wild-bee murmurs on the wing, What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring! 45 50 |