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Swift-darting from his heav'nly height,
Here deign to take bis hallow'd stand;
Here, smiling, stretch his tutelary wand ?
And you, ye host of saints, for ye have known Each dreary path in life's perplexing maze,
Tho' now ye circle yon eternal throne With harpings high of inexpressive praise,
Will not your train descend in radiant state, To break with mercy's beam this gath’ring cloud
of fate? 'Tis filence all: No son of light Darts swiftly from his height:
No train of radiant faints descend. “ Mortals, in vain ye hope to find, “ If guilt, if fraud has stain’d your mind,
« Or saint to hear, or angel to defend.” SO TRUTH proclaims. I hear the facred found Burst from the center of her burning throne: Where aye she fits with star-wreath'd luftre
crown's, A bright sun clasps her adamantine zone. SO TRUTH proclaims : her awful voice I hear: With many a folemn pause it slowly meets my ear: “ Attend, ye sons of men ; attend, and say, - Does not enough of my refulgent say.
" Break thro’ the veil of your mortality?
“ Say! does not REASON in this form desery ( Unnumber'd, nameless glories, that surpass “ The angel's floating pomp, the seraph's glowing
“ grace ? " Shall then your earth-born daughters vie “ With me Shall she, whose brightest eye
" But emulates the di’mond's blaze, “ Whofe cheeks but mock the peach's bloom, “ Whose breath the hyacinth's perfume, “ Whose melting voice the warbling wood
“ lark's lays; “ Shall she be deem'd my rival ? Shall a form « Of elemental dross, of mould’ring clay,
“ Vie with these charms empyreal ? the poor “ Shall prove her contest vain. Life's little day
" Shall pass, and she is gone : while I appear “ Flush'd with the bloom of youth, through heav'n's
" eternal year. “ Know, mortals, know, ere first ye sprung, “ Ere first these orbs in ether hung,
" I shone amid the heav'nly throng; « These
beheld creation's day, “ This voice, began the choral lay, “ And taught archangels, their triumphant song.
“ Pleas'å I survey'd bright nature's gradual birth, “ Saw infant light with kindling luttre fpread,
“ Soft vernal fragrance clothe the flow'ring earth, “ And ocean heave on its extended beds
“ Saw the tall pine aspiring pierce the sky, “ The tawny lion ftalk, the rapid eagle fly. “ Laft, man arose, erect in youthful grace, “ Heav'n's hallow'd image stamp'd upon his face,
“ And, as he rose, the high behest was giv'n,' • That 1 alone, of all the hott of heav'n, Should reign protectress of the godlike youth :: “ Thus the Almighty spake: he spake, and call'd
" me TRUTH.
THE MAIDEN'S PETITION. Too plain, dear youth, these tell-tale eyes,
My heart your own declare ; But for heav'n's fake let it suffice You reign triumphant there.
Forbear your utmost power to try,
Nor further urge your fway;
For fear I Tould obey.
Would you a maid undo,
And that her love for you?
You from her fondness claim,
A life of spotless fame ? Resolve not then to do an ill,
Because perhaps you may,
To save me, than betray.
Defend, and not pursue,
To strive with love and you.
UNFADING BEAUTY. HE that loves a rosy cheek,
Or coral lip admires,
Fuel to maintain his fires;
Gentle thoughts and calm defires,
Kindle never-dying fires : Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
WINTER. 'TIS done! dread winter spreads his latest
glooms, And reigns tremendous o'er the conquer'd year. How dead the vegetable kingdom lies ! How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide extends His defolate domain. Behold, fond man ! See 'here thy pictur'd life ; pass fome few years, Thy flow’ring SPRING, thy SUMMERš ardent
the glorious morn! the second birth
In palaces, lay ftraining her low thought,
HEALTH AND FREEDOM.
FAIR morn afcends : soft zephyr's wing
O’er hill and vale renews the spring :
Here are thy walks, O sacred HEALTH I