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And hark! the lengthening roar continuous runs
Athwart the rifted deep: at once it bursts,
And piles a thousand mountains to the clouds.
Ill fares the bark with trembling wretches charg'd,
That, tost amid the floating fragments, moors 1005
Beneath the shelter of an icy ifle,
While night o’erwhelms the sea, and horror looks
More horrible. Can human force endure
Th' assembled mischiefs that besiege them round?
Heart-gnawing hunger, fainting weariness,
The roar of winds and waves, the crush of ice,
Now ceasing, now renew'd with louder rage,
And in dire echoes bellowing round the main.
More to embroil the deep, Leviathan
And his unwieldy train, in dreadful sport, 1015
Tempest the loosen'd brine, while through the gloom,
Far from the bleak inhospitable Thore,
Loading the winds, is heard the hungry howl
Of familh'd monsters, there awaiting wrecks.
Yet Providence, that ever-waking eye,
Looks down with pity on the feeble toil
Of mortals lost to hope, and lights them fafe,
Through all this dreary labyrinth of fate.

'Tis done! dread Winter spreads his latest glooms,
And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year. 1025
How dead the vegetable kingdom lies!
How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends
His desolate domain. Behold, fond man !
See here thy pictur'd life; pass fome few years,
Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength,



Thy sober Autumn fading into age,
And pale concluding Winter comes at last,
And shuts the scene. Ah! whither now are Aed,
Those dreams of greatness ? those unfolid hopes
Of happiness? those longings after fame?

Those restlefs cares? those busy bustling days ?
Those gay-spent, festive nights ? those veering thoughts,
Loft between good and ill, that shar'd thy life?
All now are vanish’d! Virtue sole survives,
Immortal never-failing friend of man,

1040 His guide to happiness on high. And see! 'Tis come, the glorious morn! the second birth Of heaven and earth! awakening Nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life, In every heighten’d form, from pain and death

1045 For ever free. The great eternal scheme, Involving all, and in a perfeet whole Uniting, as the prospect wider spreads, To reason's eye refin'd clears up apace. Ye vainly wise! ye blind presumptuous! now, 1050 Confounded in the duft, adore that Power, And Wisdom oft arraign'd: see now the cause, Why unassuming worth in secret liv'd, And dy'd, neglected : why the good man's share In life was gall and bitterness of soul : Why the lone widow and her orphans pin'd In starving folitude ; while luxury, In palaces, lay straining her low thought, To form unreal wants : why heaven-born Truth, And Moderation fair, wore the red marks 1060



Of Superstition's scourge: why licens'd Pain,
That cruel spoiler, that emborom'd foe,
Imbitter'd all our bliss, Ye good distrest!
Ye noble few! who here unbending stand
Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up a while,
And what your bounded view, which only faw
A little part, deem'd evil, is no more :
The storms of Wintery Time will quickly pass,
And one unbounded Spring encircle all.


Α Η Υ Μ Ν.








HESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these,

Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide fluh the fields; the softening air is balm; 5 Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy. Then comes Thy glory in the Summer-months, With light and heat refulgent. Then Thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks; And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales. Thy bounty shines in Autumn unconfin'd, And Ipreads a common feast for all that lives.

In Winter awful Thou! with clouds and storms
Around Thee thrown, tempeft o'er tempest rollid,
Majestic darkness! on the whirlwind's wing,
Riding sublime, Thou bid'st the world adore,
And humblest nature with Thy northern blast.

Mysterious round! what skill, what force divine,
Deep felt, in these appear! a simple train,
Yet fo delightful mix'd with such kind art,
Such beauty and beneficence combin'd;
Shade, unperceiv'd, fo softening into shade;

And all so forming an harmonious whole;
That, as thev still succeed, they ravish still.
But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze,


Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty hand,
That, ever-busy, wheels the filent spheres ; 30
Works in the secret deep; shoots, steaming, thence
The fair profufion that o'erspreads the Spring:
Flings from the sun direct the flaming day;
Feeds every

creature ; hurls the tempelt forth; And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, 35 With transport touches all the springs of life.

Nature, attend ! join every living foul, Beneath the spacious temple of the sky, In adoration join; and, ardent, raise One general fong! To Him, ye vocal gales, 40 Breathe soft, whose Spirit in your freshness breathes : Oh, talk of Him in folitary glooms ! Where, o'er the rock, the scarcely waving pine Fills the brown shade with a religious awe. And ye, whose bolder note is heard afar,

45 Who shake th' astonish'd world, lift high to heaven Th' iinpetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His ftupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. 55 Soft-roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him ; whose fun exalts, Whofe breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.



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