What greater evil can I wish my foe, Than his full draught of pleasure, from a cask A thousand dæmons lurk within the lee. Heav'n, others, and ourselves! uninjur'd these, Dost think thyself a god from other joys? A victim rather! shortly sure to bleed. The wrong must mourn: Can heav'n's appointments fail; Can man outwit Omnipotence? strike out A self-wrought happiness unmeant by Him With unprecarious flows of vital joy; And, without breathing, man as well might hope "Is virtue, then, and piety the same?"- Good will to men; nor know they strive to part UNIV Rayr ardent opens heaven, lets down a stream. Page.230 London: Published Nov 1797 by Vernor & Hood & the other Proprietors. With piety begins all good on earth; 'Tis the first-born of rationality. Conscience, her first law broken, wounded lies; A feign'd affection bounds her utmost power. And, on humanity, much happiness; A soul in commerce with her GOD, is heaven; The whirls of passions, and the strokes of heart. A Deity ador'd, is joy advanc'd; A Deity belov'd, is joy matur'd. Each branch of piety delight inspires; Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulph, and all its horror hides ; Praise, the sweet exhalation of our joy, That joy exalts, and makes it sweeter still; Pray'r ardent opens heav'n, lets down a stream Of glory on the consecrated hour Of man, in audience with the Deity. Who worships the Great God, that instant joins The first in heav'n, and sets his foot on hell. LORENZO! when wast Thou at church before? Thou think'st the service long: But is it just? Tho' just, unwelcome: Thou hadst rather tread To chase thy gloom.-" Go, fix some weighty truth ; "Chain down some passion; do some gen'rous good; "Teach ignorance to see, or grief to smile; "Correct thy friend; befriend thy greatest foe; "Or with warm heart, and confidence divine, Spring up, and lay strong hold on Him who made "thee." Thy gloom is scatter'd, sprightly spirits flow; Dost call the bowl, the viol, and the dance, |