To catch the wand'ring notice of mankind,
And teach the world, if not perversely blind,
His gracious attributes, and prove the share
His offspring hold in his paternal care.
If, led from earthly things to things divine,
His creature thwart not his august design,
Then praise is heard instead of reas'ning pride,
And captious cavil and complaint subside.
Nature employ'd in her allotted place,
Is handmaid to the purposes of Grace;

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By good vouchsaf'd makes known superiour good,
And bliss not seen by blessings understood:

That bliss, reveal'd in Scripture, with a glow
Bright as the covenant-ensuring bow,

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Fires all his feelings with a noble scorn

Of sensual evil, and thus hope is born.

Hope sets the stamp of vanity on all

That men have deem'd substantial since the fall;
Yet has the wondrous virtue to educe

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From emptiness itself a real use;

And while she takes, as at a father's hand,
What health and sober appetite demand,

From fading good derives, with chemick art,

That lasting happiness, a thankful heart.

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Hope with uplifted foot, set free from earth,

Pants for the place of her ethereal birth,

On steady wings sails through the immense abyss,

Plucks amaranthine joys from bowers of bliss,

And crowns the soul, while yet a mourner here
With wreaths like those triumphant spirits wear.
Hope, as an anchor firm and sure, holds fast

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The Christian vessel, and defies the blast.
Hope! nothing else can nourish and secure
His new-born virtues, and preserve him pure.

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Hope! let the wretch, once conscious of the joy,

Whom now despairing agonies destroy,

Speak, for he can, and one so well as he,

What treasures centre, what delights in thee.

Had he the gems, the spices, and the land,
That boasts the treasure, all at his command;
The fragrant grove, th' inestimable mine,

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Were light, when weigh'd against one smile of thine.
Though clasp'd and cradled in his nurse's arms,
He shines with all a cherub's artless charms.

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Man is the genuine offspring of revolt,
Stubborn and sturdy as a wild ass' colt ;

His passions, like the wat'ry stores that sleep
Beneath the smiling surface of the deep,
Wait but the lashes of a wintry storm,

To frown, and roar, and shake his feeble form.
From infancy through childhood's giddy maze
Froward at school, and fretful in his plays,
The puny tyrant burns to subjugate
The free republick of the whipgig state.
If one, his equal in athletick frame,

Or, more provoking still, of nobler name,
Dare step across his arbitrary views,
An Iliad, only not in verse, ensues;

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The little Greeks look trembling at the scales,
Till the best tongue, or heaviest hand prevails.

Now see him launch'd into the world at large;

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If priest, supinely droning o'er his charge,
Their fleece his pillow, and his weekly drawl,
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If lawyer, loud whatever cause he plead,
But proudest of the worst, if that succeed.
Perhaps a grave physician, gath'ring fees,
Punctually paid for length'ning out disease;
No Cotton, whose humanity sheds rays
That make superiour skill his second praise.
If arms engage him, he devotes to sport
His date of life, so likely to be short;
A soldier may be any thing, if brave,

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So may a tradesman, if not quite a knave.

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Such stuff the world is made of: and mankind
To passion, int'rest, pleasure, whim, resign'd,

Insist on, as if each were his own pope,
Forgiveness, and the privilege of hope.
But Conscience, in some awful, silent hour,
When captivating lusts have lost their pow'r,
Perhaps when sickness, or some fearful dream,
Reminds him of religion, hated theme!
Starts from the down, on which she lately slept,
And tells of laws despis'd, at least not kept:
Shows with a pointing finger, but no noise,
A pale procession of past sinful joys,
All witnesses of blessings foully scorn'd,
And life abus'd, and not to be suborn'd.

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Mark these, she says; these summon'd from afar, 225 Begin their march to meet thee at the bar;

There find a judge inexorably just,

And perish there, as all presumption must.

Peace be to those, (such peace as earth can give,)

Who live in pleasure, dead e'en while they live;
Born, capable, indeed, of heav'nly truth;
But down to latest age, from earliest youth,
Their mind a wilderness through want of care,
The plough of wisdom never ent'ring there.
Peace, (if insensibility may claim

A right to the meek honours of her name,)
To men of pedigree, their noble race,
Emulous always of the nearest place

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To any throne, except the throne of Grace.

Let cottagers and unenlighten'd swains

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Revere the laws they dream'd that Heav'n ordains;
Resort on Sundays to the house of pray'r,

And ask, and fancy they find blessings there.
Themselves, perhaps, when weary they retreat
T' enjoy cool nature in a country seat,
T'exchange the centre of a thousand trades,
For clumps, and lawns, and temples, and cascades,
May now and then their velvet cushions take,
And seem to pray, for good example sake;

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Judging, in charity, no doubt, the town
Pious enough, and having need of none.
Kind souls! to teach their tenantry to prize
What they themselves, without remorse despise :
Nor hope have they, nor fear of aught to come,
As well for them had prophecy been dumb;
They could have held the conduct they pursue,
Had Paul of Tarsus liv'd and died a Jew;
And truth, propos'd to reas'ners wise as they,
Is a pearl cast-completely cast away.

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They die-Death lends them, pleas'd, and as in

With mournful scutcheons, and dim lamps between ; Proclaim their titles to the crowd around,

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But they that wore them move not at the sound;

The coronet plac'd highly at their head,

Adds nothing now to the degraded dead ;

And e'en the star, that glitters on the bier,

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Can only say-Nobility lies here.

Peace to all such--'twere pity to offend,

By useless censure, whom we cannot mend;
Life without hope can close but in despair,

'Twas there we found them, and must leave them

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As when two pilgrims in a forest stray, Both may be lost, yet each in his own way; So fares it with the multitudes beguil'd

In vain Opinion's waste and dang'rous wild;

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Ten thousand rove the brakes and thorns among, 280 Some eastward, and some westward, and all wrong.

But here, alas! the fatal diff'rence lies,

Each man's belief is right in his own eyes;

And he that blames what they have blindly chose,
Incurs resentment for the love he shows.

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Say, botanist, within whose province fall The cedar and the hyssop on the wall,

Of all that deck the lanes, the fields, the bow'rs,

What parts the kindred tribes of weeds and flow'rs? Sweet scent, or lovely form, or both combin'd,

Distinguish ev'ry cultivated kind;

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The want of both denotes a meaner breed,

And Chloe from her garland picks the weed.

Thus hopes of ev'ry sort, whatever sect

Esteem them, sow them, rear them, and protect.
If wild in nature, and not duly found,

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Gethsemane! in thy dear hallow'd ground,
That cannot bear the blaze of Scripture light,
Nor cheer the spirit, nor refresh the sight,

Nor animate the soul to Christian deeds,

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(Oh cast them from thee!) are weeds, arrant weeds. Ethelred's house, the centre of six ways,

Diverging each from each, like equal rays,

Himself as bountiful as April rains,

Lord paramount of the surrounding plains,

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Would give relief of bed and board to none,

But guests that sought it in th' appointed One;

And they might enter at his open door,

E'en till his spacious hall would hold no more.

He sent a servant forth, by ev'ry road,

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To sound his horn, and publish it abroad.

That all might mark-knight, menial, high, and low,

An ord'nance it concern'd them much to know.
If after all some headstrong hardy lout
Would disobey, though sure to be shut out,
Could he with reason murmur at his case,
Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
No! the decree was just and without flaw;
And he that made, had right to make the law;
His sov'reign power, and pleasure unrestrain'd,
The wrong was his who wrongfully complain'd.
Yet half mankind maintains a churlish strife
With Him, the Donor of eternal life,

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