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Strike on the innate spark which lay immers'd,
The effort rude to quench the cheering flame
visual beam, Oft as I trod my native wilds alone; Strong gusts of thought would rise, but rise to die ;; The portals of the swelling foul ne'er op'a By liberal converse ; rude ideas firove Awhile for vent, but found it not, and died :: Thus rust the mind's best powers. Yon starry orbšy Majestic ocean, flowery vales, gay groves, Eye-wasting lawns, and heaven-attempting hills, Which bound th' horizon, and which curb the view ;; All those, with beauteous imagery, awak'd My ravish'd soul to ecstasy untaught, To all the transport the rapt
sense can bear; But all expir’d for want of powers to speak; All perish'd in the mind as soon as born, Eraz’d more quick than cyphers on the shore,. O'er which the cruel waves, unheedful, rok.. H 6
Such timid rapture as young * Edwin seiz'd,
AIL CHARITY! thou nymph divine,,
Mutual, at whose benignant shrine
Discordant nations bow ;
O make this bofom glow...
Or shine beneath the skies :.
Man fondly boasts thy charms to fee
Beclouds his gazing eyes.
Does Charity regardless stand,
At helpless Mis'ry's cry;
And heaves her throbbing figh?
Does Charity, with tearless eye,,
In philosophic fight ;
As infidels unite ?
With Charity, majestic queen,
Celestial fisters twain :.
wide the lib'ral hand,
When Error lifts his standard high,
And frowns with look fevere ; .
She drops the pitying tear..
Softly she breathes her gentle fighis,
Morn's.pearly tears are seen;
And gild a sky ferene.
Come, pour thy radiance o'er my mind,,
And cold to thine embrace ; shine, with kindest melting mien, Thro? all the clouds that intervene,
And veil thy heavenly face..
8 E.c: T. LXXXIX.
HY should I fix my longing eyes.
On fading charms below the skies ;; While angels, from yon crystal seats above
Point me to purer joys on high,
Which, ever-blooming, never die, And stoop with heavenly smiles to court a mortal's love?
Ah! whilst a pilgrim I remain,
Flesh holds me in its galling chain,
That pants to leave these scenes below,
This glitt'ring pomp, this fleeting show, And with unclouded face behold celestial things.
Now in fome happier hour, my mind
Leaves sublunary toys behind, Climbs the bright road, and claims her heavenly birthg
But while she wings her joyful flight,
Some gilded trifle's dazzling fight
Blest source of harmony divine,
Who bad'st the light from darkness shines, And order spring from wild chaotic gloom ;
These jarring elements controul,
And o'er the weary wand'ring foul
Teach me with trembling joy to use
Whate'er thy providence shall choose, Whate'er on earth thy bounty shall impart ;
And while life's busy cares demand
The ceaseless labours of my hand, Be thou the rest, the treasure of my
heart. And when the pleasing awful day
Shall bid these mortal pow'rs decay, Diffolve the strife, and wipe away my tears ;
Then. shall the spirit drop her chains,
And fly to learn angelic ftrains, Where not a jarring note shall found to everlasting years.