So Truth proclaims: her awsul voice I hear:
With many a solemn pause it Sowly meets my ear.

"Attend, ye Sons os Men; attend, and say,
Does not enough os my resulgent ray
Break thro' the veil os your mortality?
Say, does not reasou in this sorm descry
Vv.n"~bc^i, nameless giories, that surpass
The Angel's floating pomp, the Seraph's glowing grace?
Shall then ycur earth-born daughters vie
With roe? Shall she, whose brightest eye

Eutemulates the diamond's blaze,.
Whose cheeks but mock t>>e peach's bloom,
Whose breath the hyacinths persume,
Whose melting voice the warbling woodlark's lays;

Shall she be deem'd my rival? Shall a sorm Os elemental dross, os mould'ring clay,

Vie with these charms empyreal? The poor worm
Shall prove her contest vain. Lise's little day
Shall pass, and ttie is gone: while 1 appear
FluuYd with the bloom os youth through Heaven's
eternal year.

Know, mortals, know, ere sirst ye sprung,
Ere sirst these orbs in aether hung,

I shone amid the heavenly throng;
These eyes beheld Creation's day,
This voice began the choral lay,
And taught Archangels their triumphant song.

Pleas'd I furvcy'd bright nature's gradual birth, Saw infant Light with kindling lustre fpread,

Soft vernal fragrance clothe the flow'ring earth, And Ocean heave on its extended bed:

Saw the tall pine afpiring pierce the sky,

The tawny lion stalk, the rapid eagle fly,

- Last, Man arose, erect in youthful grace, Hcav'n's hallow'a image stamp'd upon his face, And, as he rose, the high behest was given, "That I alone, of all the host of heav'n, "Should reign protectrefs of the godlike Youth:" Thus theAlmighty fpake: he fpake,andcall'd me Truth.



I Would not enter on my list of friends
(Thoughgrae'd with pojisti'd manners and sine fei-sc
Yet wanting senfibility) the man
Who needlefsly sets foot upon a worm.
An inadvertant step may crusli the fnail
That crawls at everting in the public path;
But he that has humanity, forewarn'd,
Will tread aside, and let th; reptile live.
The creeping vermin, loathfome to the sight.

And charged perhaps with venom, that intrudes

A visitor unwelcome into scenes

Sacred to neatness and repole, th' alcove,

The chamber, or resectory, may die.'

A necessary act incurs no blame.

Not so when held within their proper bounds

And guiltless os offence they range the air,

Or take their pastime in the spacious sield;

There they are privileged. And he that hunts

Or havms them there, is guilty os a wrong,

Disturbs the œconomy os nature's realm,

Who when she sorm'd, design'd them an abode.

The sum is this; is man's convenienre health,

Or sasety intersere, his rights and claims

Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs.

Else they are all—the meanest things that are,

As sree to live and to enjoy that lise,

As God was sree to sorm them at the sirst,

Who, in his sov'reign wisdom, made them all.

Ye theresore who love mercy, teach your sons

To love it too. The spring time os our years

Is soon dishonour'd and dessiled in most

By budding ills, that ask a prudent hand

To check them. But, alas! none sooner shoots,

Is unrestrain'd, into luxuriant growth,

Than cruelty, most devilish os them "all.

Mercy to him that shows it is the rale

And righteous limitation os its act

By which Heav'n moves in panl'ning guilty man;
And he that shows none, being ripe in years,
And conscious os the outrage he commits,
Shall seck it, and not sind it in his turn.

DistinguistVd much hy reason, and still more
By our capacity os grace divine,
From creatures that exist but sor our sake,
Which, having serv'd us, perish, we are held
Accountable; and God, some suture day,
Will reckon with us roundly sor th' abuse
Os what he deems no mean or trivial trust.
Superior as we are, they yet depend
No more on human help, than we on theirs.
Their strength, or speed, or vigilance, were giv'n
In aid os our desects. In some are sound
Such teachable and apprehensive parts,
That man's attainments in his own concerns,
Match'd with th' expertness os the brutes in theirs,
Are ost-times vanquished and thrown sar behind.
Some show that nice sagacity os smell,
And read with such discernment, in the pott
And sigure os the man, his secret aim,
That ost we owe our sasety to a skill
We could not teach, and must despair to learn.
But learn we might, is not too proud to stoop
To quadrupede instructors, many a good
And usesul quality, and virtue too

Rarely exemplisied among ourselves.
Attachment never to be wean'd or changed
By any change os sortune, proos alike
Against unkindness7absence, and neglect;
Fidelity, that neither bribe nor threat
Can move or warp, aud gratitude sor small
.\nd triviaUsavors, lasting as the lise,
And glistening even in the dying eye.



THE groans os nature in this nether world,
Which Heav'n has heard sur ages, have an enÆ.
Foretold by prophets, and by poets sung,
Whose sire was kindled at the prophets' lamp,
The time os rest, the promised sabbath comes.
Six thousand years os'sorrow have well nigh
Fulsilled their tardy and disastrous course
Over a sinsul world. And what remains
Os this tempestuous state os human things,
Is merely as the working os a sea
Besore a calm, that rocks itsels to rest.
For he whose car the winds are, and the clouds

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