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fied in dresing his pretty Plumes, or hopping carelessly from Spray to Spray. A Sportsman coming by observed the feather'd Rover, and immediately lifts the Tabe, and levels his Blow. Swifter than Whirlwind flies the leaden. Death, and in a Moment lays the filly Creature breathless on the Ground, Such, such may be the Fate of the Man, who has a fair Occafion of obtaining Grace To-day; and wantonly postpones the Iinprovement of it till To-morrow. He may be cut off in the Midst of his Folly; and ruined for ever, while he is dreaming of being wise hereafter.

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in the folitary, filent Chambers of the Tomb. The Gardens were planned, and a thousand elegant Decorations designed; but alas! their intended Poffeffor is gone down to “ the Place of Skulls," is gone down to the Valley of the Shadow of Death. Legions, Legions of Disasters such as no Prudence can foresee, and no Care prevent, lie in wait to accomplish our Doom. .

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ORIGINAL PIECES.

A MORNING SONG, Being an Imitation, in Metre, of Milton's Morning

Hymn.

1. DARENT of Good! Almighty God!

I The purest Light is thine Abode;
This univerfal Frame is thine,
And speaks thy Skill, and Power divine.

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4. All ye in Heaven, on Earth join all, .

And in your loftieft Strains extol
Him firit, him laft, and without End:
Whose Greatness none can comprehend.

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