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Here various motives his ambition raifePow'r, pomp, and splendour, and the thirst of praise;

There beauty woos him with expanded arms; Een Bacchanalian madnefs has its charms.

Nor thefe alone, whofe pleafures, lefs refin'd,
Might well alarm the moft unguarded mind,
Seek to fupplant his inexperienc'd youth,
Or lead him devious from the path of truth;
Hourly allurements on his paffions prefs,
Safe in themselves, but dang 'rous in th' excefs.
Hark! how it floats upon the dewy air!
O what a dying, dying clofe was there!
'Tis harmony from yon fequefter'd bow'r,
Sweet harmony, that fooths the midnight
hour!

Long ere the charioteer of day had run
His morning courfe, th' enchantment was be-

gun;

And he fhall gild yon mountain's height again, Ere yet the pleafing toil becomes a pain.

Is this the rugged path, the fteep afcent, That virtue points to? Can a life thus fpent Lead to the blifs the promises the wife, Detach the foul from earth, and fpeed her to the fkies?

Ye devotees to your ador'd employ,
Enthusiasts, drunk with an unreal joy,
Love makes the mufic of the blett above,
Heav'n's harmony is univerfal love;

And earthly founds, tho' fweet and well combin'd,

And lenient as foft opiates to the mind,

Leave vice and folly unfubdu'd behind.

ON FRIENDSHIP.

What virtue or what mental grace,
But men unqualified and base,
Will boaft it their poffeffion;

Profufion apes the noble part
Of liberality of heart,

And dulnefs of difcretion.

If every polished gem we find,
Illuminating heart or mind,
Provoke to imitation;

No wonder friendship does the famë,
That jewel of the purest flame,
Or rather conftellation.

No knave but boldly will pretend,
The requifites that form a friend,
A real and a found one;
any fool he would deceive,
But proves as ready to believe,

Nor

And dream that he has found one.

Candid and generous and juft,
Boys care but little whom they truft,
An error foon corrected;
For who but learns in riper years,
That man when smootheft he appears,
Is moft to be fufpected.

But here again a danger lies,
Left having mifemploy'd our eyes,
And taken trash for treasure:

We should unwarily conclude,
Friend fhip a false ideal good,,
A mere Utopian pleasure.

An acquifition rather rare,
Is yet no fubject of defpair,

Nor is it wife complaining,

If either on forbidden ground,
Or where it was not to be found,
We fought without attaining.

No friendship will abide the test,
That ftands on fordid interest,

Or mean felf-love erected;
Nor fuch as may a while fubfift,
Between the fot and fenfualift,
For vicious ends connected.

Who feeks a friend fhould come difpos'd,
T'exhibit in full bloom difclos'd,
The graces and the beauties,

That form the character he feeks,
For 'tis an union that befpeaks,
Reciprocated duties.

Mutual attention is implied,
And equal truth on either fide,
And conftantly fupported;

'Tis fenfelefs arrogance t'accufe,
Another of finifter views,

Our own as much distorted.

But will fincerity fuffice?
It is indeed above all price,

And must be made the basis;
But every virtue of the foul,
Muft conftitute the charming whole,
All fhining in their places.

A fretful temper will divide,
The closest knot that e'er was tied,
By ceafelefs fharp corrosion;
A temper paffionate and fierce,
May fuddenly your joys difperfe,
At one immenfe explosion.

In vain the talkative unite,
In hopes of permanent delight,
The fecret juft committed,
(Forgetting its important weight,)
They drop thro' mere defire to prate,
And by themselves outwitted.

How bright fo e'er the profpect seems,
All thoughts of friendship are but dreams,
If envy chance to creep in;
An envious man if you fucceed,
May prove a dangerous friend indeed,
But not a friend worth keeping.

As envy pines at good poffefs'd,
So jealoufy looks forth diftrefs'd,

On good that feems approaching,
And if fuccefs his steps attend,
Difcerns a rival in a friend,

And hates him for encroaching.

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