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Leave the rash sollier spoils of war to win, 1 (Abruptays Sloth).“I'll fit the tender age
Won by the soldier thou shalt share the spoil : Tumult and wars, fit age for joy and love. These softer cares inv best allies einploy, Turn, gentle youth, to me, to love, and joy! New pleasures tu invent, to wish, and is enjoy."| To tirese I lead : no monsters here shall stay
|Thine casy course; no cares thy peace annoy; Her vinning voice the youth attentive caught : " er winning voice the yonin altoniile caugno: l lead to bliss a nearer, smoother way:
lle maz'diinpatient on the smiling maid ; Short is my way, fair, casy, smooth, and plain : Stili gazd, and listenil; thicn her mancbesought: Turn, wenile youth-with me eternal pleasures "Vivnanie, fairrouth, is Happiness," she said..
reign.' * Well can my friends thisenvied truth maintain: 1
[thine" They share my biiss, the best can speak my " What pleasures, vain mistaken wretch, arc praise :
(Virtue with scorn replied)“whosleep'szinease Tho'Slander call me Sleih (detraction vain!), linser
i(detraction vain!), Inseusate ; whose soft limbs the toil decline Hleed not wliat Slunder, vain detractor, says ; ! That seasons bliss,andmakes enjoyment please: Slander, still prompttrue merit todefame.name.” Draining the copious bowl ere thirst require ; To blot the brightest worth, and blast the fairest Fcasting ere hunger to the feast invite : By this arriv'd the fair majestic Naid;
Whose tasteless jors anticipate desire,
With manly tone, the birth of heavily race: Variety and ari to conquer her disdam.
Prowis'd thicgenerous,patient, brare, and ise: The daiuty board with choicest viands spread, When manhood should confirm thy glorious To thce are tasteless all! sincere repose
Nowexpectation waits to see thee rise. Tchoice, 1 Flies froin thy flow'ry couch and downy bed. Risc, 'outh! exalt thyself and me; approve For thou art only tired with indolence; Tay high descent froin heaven, and dare be! Vor is Uiv sleep with toil and labor bought, worlov Jore.
Tdisguise : Th' imperfect sleep, that lolls thy languid seuse “ But whai trúch prompts, my tongue shall not In dull oblivious interval of thought;
The steep ascent musi be with toil subdued ; That kindly steals tb'inactire hoursaway (thedar. Watching and cares must win the lofty prize From the long ling ring space, that lengthens out
Propos'd br leaven -- truc bliss and real good." From bounteous nature's unexhausted stores ilonor rewards the brave and bold alone;
Flows the pure fountain of sincere delights: She Spins the timorous, indolent, and base: Averse to her, you waste the joyless hours; Dangus and toil stand stern before her throne, Sleep drowns thy days, and riot rules thy
Amilenard sojove commands, the sucred place, Imunortal thu' thou art, indignant Jore (nigits Who seeks her, must the mighis cosi susiam, liurl'/ thee from heain, th' immortals BlissAnd pay the price of fame -- labor, and care, ful place, and pain.
For ever banishid froin the realms above,
To dwell on earth with man's degenerate 14. Wouldst iliou cagare the gods peculiar care? (Fitter abode! on earth alike disgrac'd ; (race: Olierculs, th' immortal pow'rs adore!
Rijected by the wise, and by the tool embrac d. With a pure licart, with sacrifice, and pray'r, Attrnd their altars, and then aid iinplore.
" Fund wretch, that rainly woenest all delight Or, wondet thougain the country's loud applause,
To gratify the sense, reserv'd for thee! Lord as her father, as her god acord?
Yet the most pleasing object to the sight. Be thou the bold caserter of lees cans ;
Thinc own fair action never didst thou see. Hier voice in council, in the fight hier sword: Tho' lulld with softest sounds thou liest along In peace, in tvar, pursue the country's food; 1 Soft music, warbling voices, melting lays, Csong For her, bare the Cold bicast, and jour they ge- Ne'er didst thou hear, more sweet than sweetes, Derous blood.
Charming the soul, thou ne'er didst hear thy
Nor--to thy revels let the food repair ; [praise ! Wouldst thou,to quellthe proududith'opprest. To such go smooth thy speech, and spread thiy In arts of war and matchless strength excel?
tempting snare. Tirst conquor thou thyselt: to case, tu rest, .1" Vast happiness enjoy thy gay allies ! .
To carh safi thought of plaaure, bid farewell 1 The night alternate, duc to sweet repose,
1. A youth of follies, an old age of cares;
Young yet enervate, old yet never wise, (pairs, In watches waste; in painful arch, thic day: 1 Vice wastes their vigor, and their mind imCongcald amidst the rigorous Winter Stuutta, vaan, idle, delicate, in thoughtless ease, [spend ; Scorch'd by tlie suminer's ilirsi-intiaming ray, Resening woes for age, their prime they
All wretclicd, hopeless, in the evil lays, igor shalibrace ticarm, resistassininenight. With sorrow to the verge of life they tend. “ Hearst thou what monsters then thon inust Griev'd with the present, of the past ashamid, enge?
. girova?" | They live and are despis'd; they die, nor more What dangrri, gentle youlli, she bus the are nam'd. ..
"But with the gods, and godlike mer. I dwell; ] Teach me! possess mr soul! be thou my guide .
die, his supreme delighi, th' Almiglity Sirel from thee oh nerer, never let me stray !" Regards well pleasu: whatever works exccl, While ardent thus the youth his vows address'd, dll, or divine or human I inspire.
With all the goddess tiil'd, already glow'd his Counsel with strength, and in lustry with art,
breast. In union ineet conjoin'd with me reside: Mv dictates arm, instruct, and mend the heart,
.. The heav'nly maid with strength ilisine endned The surest policy, the wisest guide. [bind
i! His during soul; there all her pow'rs comWith me truc friendship dwells : she deiyna to
Firm constancy, undaunie:l fortitude, rbindi
Enduring patience, arm'd his mighty unind, Those generous souls alone, whom I before 1,
" Unmo: il in joils, in dangers undi mayd, have join'd.
By many a hard deed and bold emprize, "Vor need ny friends the various costly feast, From fiercest monster, thro’lier powerful aid,
Hunger to them th' cficts of art supplies; Hefreed the carth! th:ro'lier he gaindilieshits, Labor prepares their wears limbs to rest; | 'Twas Virtue plac'd him in the blistabode; [50d. Sweet is their sleep; lighi, cheerful, strong, Crown'd witli eternal youth, among the gods a they rise.
[nown Thro' health, iliro' joy, thro' pleasure and ru
They tread my paulis: and by a soft descent
$ 78. The Hermit. Parnell. In which no hour fle'w unimproud away; [day. Far in a wild, unknown to public view, , In which some gen'rous deed distinguish dev'ry From south to age a rev'rend Hermit grew; * And when the destiu'd term at lengthi's com- The moss bis hed, the cave his humble cell.
Their ashes rest in peace, eternal fame [pleie, Ilis food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Sound; wide their priise: triumphant o'er face, Remote from man, with God he pass'd his clars, In sacred song for ever lives their name.
'Pray'r all his business, all his pleasure praise. This, Hercules, is happiness ! obey
A life so sacred, such serene repose, dy voice, and live 'let the celestial birth Seenish hear'n itseit till one suggestion rose Lift and enlarge thy thoughts: bchold the way. That vice should triumph, virtue vice obcy;
That leads to fame, and raises thee from carthi', This sprung some doubt of Providence's sway: Lumortal! 1.0, 1 guide thy steps, trise, Iskies." His hopes no more a certain prospect boast, , Pursue the glorious path and claim thiy native ind all the tenor of his soul is lost.
So when a smooth expanse receives inprest er words breathe fire celestial, and impart Calin nature's image on its wat ry breast, grow,
Ver sigor to his soul, that suden caught Down bend the banks, the trces depending The generous flame: with great intent huis heart ud skies beneath with answering colors
Swells full, and labors with exalted thought. But if a stone the gentle sea divide, glow : The mist of errors from his eres dispellid, Switt rolling circies curl on ev'ry side, .
Thro' all her fraudful arts, in clearest light, Land unmering fragments of a broken sune Sioh in her native forin he now beheld;
Banks, trees, and skies in thick disorder run. Coreil' she stood confest before his sight 1 To clear this doubt, to know the world by False Siren! - All hervauntedcharins, thatslione To find it books or swains repor: it right, (sight, So fresh criwhile and iair, now wither'd, pale, (For vet by swains alone the world he knew, and gone.
Whose fect came wandring o'erllenighilv dess) Yo more the rosy bloom in sweet disguise coacelle quits his cell; the pilgrim stall he bore,
Masks her dissembled looks; each borrow'd l Ind lix'd the scallop in his hat before ! Lares her wan cheek; pale sickness cloudy hier Then with the sun a rising journey went,
Livid and sunk, and passionsdim her face. seves Sedate to think, and watching each event. As when fair Iris has a while display'd
The morn was wasted in the pathless grass, Her wat'ry arch with gudly printure gay,
sud long and Jonesome was the wild to pass ; While yet we gaze the glorious colors fade,
But when the southern sun had waru'd the day, And froin our wonder gently sical away;
Il vonih came posting o'er a crossing way; Where shone the beauteous pliantom, erst so
so His raiment decent, his complexion fair, bright,
And soft in graceful ringlets wav'd his hair : Now low's the low-hung cloud, all vloomy to Then nearapproaching, “Father, hail!" heoriell: the sight.
| And“ Kail, inr son!" the rev'rend sire replied.
Words followed words, from question answer But Virtue more engaging, all the while Frene
flow'd, Disclos'd new charms, more lovely, more se- and talk of various kind deceiv'd the road; Beaming sweet influence, a milder smile Till each with other pleas'), and loth to purt,
bufen d the terrors of her lofiy mien. While in their age they differ, join in heart.
Now sunk the sun; the closing hour of day' And when the tempest first appeard to cease, Came onward, mantled o'er with sober grey; A ready waruing bid them part in peace. Nature in silence bid the world repose :
With still remark the pond'ring Hermitview'd, When near the road a stately palace rose. (pass, In one so rich a life so poor and rude; There, by the moon, through ranks of trees they And why should such (within himself he cried) Whose verdure crown'd their sloping sides of Lock the lost wealth a thousand want beside? It chanc'd the noble master of the dome (grass. But what new marks of wonder soon took place Stillmadehishousethcwand'ring stranger's home; In ev'ry settling feature of his face, Yet still the kindness, from a thirst of praise, When froin his vest the young companion bore Prov'd the vain flourish of expensive case. That cup the gen'rous landlord own'd before, The pair arrive: the liveried servants wait; And paid profusely with the precious bowl Their lord receives them at the pompous gate. The stinted kindness of this churlish soul! The table groans with costly piles of food, | But now the clouds in airy tumult fly; And all is more than hospitably good. drown, The sun emerging opes an azure sky; Then, led to rest, the day's long toil they A fresher green the smelling leaves display, Deepsunk in sleep, and silk, and heaps of down. And, glitt'ring as they tremble, cheer the day:
Ai length 'tis morn, and at the dawn of day The weather courts them from the poor retreat, Along the wide canals the Zephyrs play ; And the glad master bolis the wary gate. Fresh o'er the gay parterres the breezes creep, I While hence they walk the Pilgrim's bosoin And shake the neighb'ring wood to banish wrought Uprise the guests obedient to the call; [sleep. With all the travail of uncertain thought; An early banquet deck'd the splendid hall; His partner's acts without their cause appear; Rich luscious wine a golden goblet grac'd, 'Twas there a vice; and seein'd a madness here: Which the kind master forc'll the guests to taste, Detesting that, and pitying this, he goes, Then pleas'd and thankful, from the porch Lost and confounded with the various shows. they go;
| Vownight'sdimshades again involve the sky;) And, but ihe landlord, none had cause of woe : Again the wand'rers want a place to lie: His cup was vanish'd; for in secret guise
gain they search, and find a lodging nigh. The younger guest purloind the glitt'ring The soil improv'd around, the mansion neat, As one who spies a serpent in his way, (prize. And neither poorly low nor idly great, Glist'ning and basking in the summer ray, It seem'd to speak its master's turn of mind, Disorder'd stops to shun the danger near, Content, and not for praise but virtue kind. Then walks with faintness on, and looks with rither the walkers turn, with weary feet, So seem'd the sire, when far upon the road [fear; Then liless the mansion, and the master grect. The shining spoil his wily partner showd.. Their greeting fair, bestow'd with modest guise, He stopp'd with silence, walk'd with trembling The courteous master bears and thus replies : heart,
“Without a vain, without a grudging heart, And much he wishd, but durst not ask, to part: To him who gives us all, I yield a part; Murm'ring he lifts liis eyes, and thinks it hard From hiin vou come, for him accept it here, That gen'rous actions meet a hase reward. A frank and sober, more than costly cheer."
While thus they pass, the sun his glory shrouds, He spoke, and bid the welcome table spread, The changing skies hang out their sable clouds; Then talk'd of virtue till the time of bed ; A sound in air presag'd approaching rain, When the grave household round his hall repair, And beasts to covert scud across the plain. Waru’dbya bell, and close the hours with pray'r. Warn'd by the signs, the wand'ring pair retreat! At length the world renewid hy calm repose, To seek for shelter at a neighb'ring seat : | Vas strong for toil; the dappled morn arose 'Twas built with turrets on a rising ground, | Before the Pilgrims part, the younger crept, And strong, and large, and unimprov'd around ; Near the clos'd cradle, where an infant slept, Its owner's teinper, tim'rous and severe, And writh'd his neck: the landlord's little pride, Unkind and griping caus'd a desart there. O strange return! grew black, and gasp’d, and As near the miser's heavy doors they drew, Horror of horrors ! what! his only son? (dial, Fierce rising gusts with sudden fury blew; How look'dour Hermit when the fact was done The nimble lightning mix'd with show'rs began, Not hell, tho' hell's black jaws in sunder part, And o'er their heads loud rolling thunder rau, Andbreathe blue fire, could inore assault his heart. Here long they knock, but knock or call in yain, Confus'd and struck with silence at the deed, Driv'n by the wind and batter'd by the rain. He flies ; but, trembling fails to fly with speed, At length some pity warm'd the master's breast Ilis steps the youth pursues : the country lay ('Twas then his ihreshold first receiv'd a guest): Perplex'd with roads'; a servant show'd the way: Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, | A river cross'd the path; the passage o'er And half he welcomes in th' shiv'ring pair; Was nice to find; the servant trod before : One frugal fagyot lights the naked walls, [calls : Longarmsofoaks an open bridgesupplied, [glide. And naiure's fervor through their limbs re- | And deep the waves beneath the bending branches Bread of the coarser sort with incagre wine, The youth, who seem'd to watch a time to sin, (Each hurdly granted) serv'd them both to dine : Approach'd the careless guidc, and thrusthimin:
Plunging he fulls; and rising lifts his head; 1 The poor fond parent, humbled in the dust,
Wild sparkling rage inflames the father's eyes; “ But how had all his fortunes felt a wrack,
| The propliet gaz'ı, he wish'd to follow too. Tho' load at first the Pilgrim's passion grew, ! Tie bending Dermit here a pray'r begun: Sudlen he gaz'd and wist not what to do; | Lord! as in lirar'n, on carth thy will be alone. Suprise in secret chains bis words suspends, Then, glacily turning, sought his antient placer And in a calm his settling temper ends. | And pass'd a lile of piety and peace. Bat silence here the beauteous angei broke (The voice of music ravish'd as lie spoki):
“ Thypray'ı, thypraise.thylifetoviceunknowii, In sweet memorial rise before the throne :
$ 79. The Fire-Side. Cotton.
In Folly's maze advance:
“The Maker jusily claims that world he made, Nor join the giddy dance.
To our own family and fire,
Where love our hours employs ;
To spoil our heart-felt joys.
Whatstrange events can strike with moresur- Within our breast this jewel lies; Than those which latelystruck:hywond'ringeres?
And they are fools who roam: Yei, taught by these, confess th' Almighty justilor
Almighty just ; 'The world has nothing to bestow; And, where you can't unriddle, learn to trust. "Thegreat vain man, who fard on costly food,
From our own selves our joys must flow,
And that dear hut, our home.
That safe retreat, the ark;
Explor'd the sacred bark.
Our babes shall richest comforts bring; "Long had our pious friends in virtue trod,
If tutor'd right, they 'll prove a spring Butnow thechild half-weand his heart from God;
. Whence pleasures over rise: (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain,
"We'll form their minds, with studious care, And measur'd back his steps to earth again.
To all that's mauly, good and fair, To what exceses had his dotage run!
And train thein for the skies.
While they our wisest hours engage,
And crown Qur hoary hairs :
They 'll grow in virtue ev'ry day,
All my ambition is, I own,
To profit and to please unknown;
Like streamis supplied from springs below, No borrow'd joys, they 're all our own,
Which scatter blessings as they flow. While to the world we live unknown,
Were you diseas'd, or press'd with pain, Or by the world forgot:
Straight vou 'd apply to Warwick Lane. Monarchs! we envy not your state;
The thoughtful Doctor feels your pulse We look with pity on the great,
(No matter whether Mead or Huise),
Writes - Arabic to you and me
Then signs his land, and takes his fee.
Now, should the sage omit his name, But then how little do we nece!!
llould not the cure remain the same For nature's calls are few :
Voibut physicians sign their bill, In this the art of living lies,
Or when they cure, or when they kill. To want no more than may suffice,
'Tis often known, the mental race And make that little do.
Their fond anubitious sires disgrace. We'll therefore relish, with content,
Dard I arow a parent's claim, Whate'er kind Providence has sent,
Critics niiglit sneer, and friends might blame. Noraim beyond our pow'r;
This dang 'rous secret let me hide, For, if our stock be very small,
I'll tell you ev'ry thing beside: 'Tis prudence to enjoy it all,
Not that ii boots the world a tinile,
Whether the author's big or little;
Or whether fair, or black, or broun:
No writer's hue concerns the town.
I pass the silent rural hour,
lo slave to wealth, no tool to pon't.. Dear Chlo:, this is wisdom's part;
Vy minion's warm, and very neal;
You'd say, “ A pretty snug retreat!'
Vly roonis no costly paintings grace,
Thic humbler print supplies their place.
Bebind the house ny garden lies,
And opens to the southern skies :
The distant hills gay prospects yield,
The faithfu mastiff is my guard :
The feather'd tribes adorn muy vari;
Alive my jov, my treat when dead,
And their soft plumes improve my bed.
My cow rewards me all she can Without a trouble or a fear,
(Bruies leave ingratitude to man);
She daily thankful to her lord, And mingle with the dead.
Crowns with nectarious swects my board : TÚhile conscience, like a faithful friend, Am I discas d? the cure is knowi, Shali thro' the gloomy vale attend,
ller sweeter juices mend my own. And cheer our dring breath;
I love my house, and seldom roam ; Shall, when all other comforts cease,
Few visits please ne more than home :
I pity that unhappy elf
Who loves all company but self;
To opera, masquerade, or play ; 8 80. VISIONS for the Entertainment and
Fond of those hives where Folly reigns, Instruction of younger Minds. Cotton.
Land Britain's peers receive her chains;
Where the peri virgin slights a name,
1.And scorus to redden into shame.
But know, my fair, to whom belong
Tlie poet and his artless song,
Our ses is lost to ev'ry rule;
Our sole distinction, knave or fool Forego the search, my curious friend,
"I'is to your innocence we run; And husband time to better end.
"Save us, ye fair, or we're undone; . • Though Dr. Cotton is well known to have been the author of these Visions, they have generally been published without prefixing his name,