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A pris'ner, first of war, and then of state :
Rebel and traitor ask a double fate!
But good Justinian, whose exalted mind
(In spite of what Pirasmus urg'd) inclin'd
To mercy, soon the forfeit-life forgave,
And freed it from the shackles of a slave.
Then spoke with mild, but in majestic strain,
Repent, and haste thee to Larissa's plain,
Or wander through the world, another Cain.
Thy lands and goods shall be the poor man's lot,
Or feed the orphans, you've so long forgot.

Forsaken, helpless, recogniz'd by none,
Proscrib'd Eulogius left th' unprosp'rous town:
For succour at a thousand doors he knock'd;
Each heart was harden'd, and each door was lock’d.
A pilgrim's staff he bore, of humble thorn;
Pervious to winds his coat, and sadly torn:
Shoes he had none: a beggar gave a pair,
Who saw feet

poorer than his own, and bare. He drank the stream, on dew-berries he fed, And wildings harsh supplied the place of bread; Thus homeward urg'd his solitary way; (Four years had he been absent to a day.)

Fame through Thebaïs his arrival spread, Half his old friends reproach'd him, and half fled : Of help and common countenance bereft, No creature own'd him, but a dog he left. Compunction touch'd his soul, and, wiser made By bitter sufforings, he resum'd his trade :


Thank'd heav'n for want of pow'r and want of pelf,
That he had lost the world, and found himself.
Conscience and charity reviv'd their part,
And true humility enrich'd the heart,
While grace celestial with enliv'ning ray
Beam'd forth, to gild the ev'ning of his day.
His neighbours mark'd the change, and each man

By slow degrees t'applaud him, and to love.
So Peter, when his tim'rous guilt was o'er,
Emerg'd, and stood twice firmer than before.




Why dwells



blank desert's trackless waste;
All dreary earth, or cheerless sky,
Like ocean wild, and bleak, and vast?
There Lysidor's enamour'd reed
Ne'er taught the plains Eudosia's praise :
There herds were rarely known to feed,
Or birds to sing, or flocks to graze.
Yet does my soul complacence find;
All, all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Corrector of the mind !

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Tremble, and yonder Alp behold,
Where half dead nature gasps below,
Victim of everlasting cold,
Entomb'd alive in endless snow.
The northern side is horror all;
Against the southern Phoebus plays;
In vain th' innoxious glimm'rings fall,
The frost outlives, outshines the rays.
Yet consolation still I find;
And all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Corrector of the mind !

For nature rarely form’d a soil
Where diligence subsistence wants :
Exert but care, nor spare the toil,
And all beyond, th' Almighty grants.
Each earth at length to culture yields,
Each earth its own manure contains :
Thus the Corycian nurst his fields,
Heav'n gave th' increase, and he the pains.
Th'industrious peace and plenty find;
All due to thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Composer of the mind !
Scipio sought virtue in his prime,
And, having early gain'd the prize,
Stole from th' ungrateful world in time,
Contented to be low and wise !

He serv'd the state with zeal and force,
And then with dignity retir'd;
Dismounting from th' unruly horse,
To rule himself, as sense requir’d.
Without a sigh, he pow'r resign'd.
All, all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Corrector of the mind !

When Dioclesian sought repose,
Cloy'd and fatigu'd with nauseous pow'r,
He left his empire to his foes,
For fools t admire, and rogues devour:
Rich in his poverty, he bought
Retirement's innocence and health,
With his own hands the monarch wrought,
And chang'd a throne for Ceres' wealth.
Toil sooth'd his cares, his blood refin'd-
And all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Composer of the mind!

He, who had rul’d the world, exchang'd
His sceptre for the peasant's spade,
Postponing (as through groves he rang'd)
Court splendour to the rural shade.
Child of his hand, th' engrafted thorn
More than the victor laurel pleas'd :
Heart's-ease, and meadow-sweet, adorn
The brow, from civic garlands eas'd.

Fortune, however poor, was kind.
All, all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Corrector of the mind !

Thus Charles, with justice styl'd the great
For valour, piety, and laws;
Resign'd two empires to retreat,
And from a throne to shades withdraws;
In vain (to sooth a monarch's pride)
His yoke the willing Persian bore:
In vain the Saracen complied,
And fierce Northumbrians stain'd with gore.
One Gallic farm his cares confin'd;
And all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Composer of the mind!

Observant of th' almighty will,
Prescient in faith, and pleas'd with toil,
Abram Chaldea left, to till
The moss-grown Haran's Alinty soil:
Hydras of thorns absorb'd his gain,
The commonwealth of weeds rebell'd,
But labour tam'd th' ungrateful plain,
And famine was by art repelld;
Patience made churlish nature kind..
All, all from thee,
Supremely gracious Deity,
Corrector of the mind!

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