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cies, who do not think and speak of you, as I | The virtuous partner of my nuptial bands,
Appear'd a widow to my frantic sight;
My little prattlers lifting up their hands,
Beckon me back to them, to life, and light; and most humble servant, I come, ye spotless sweets! I come again, C. SMART. Nor have your tears been shed, nor bave ye knelt
in vain. When Israel's ruler on the royal bed
All glory to th'Eternal, to th' Immense, In anguish and in perturbation lay,
All glory to th' Omniscient and Good, stense, The down reliev'd not his anointed bead,
Whose powr's uncircumscrib'd, whose love's inAnd rest gave place to borrour and dismay.
But yet whose justice ne'er could be withstood. Fast flow'd the tears, high heav'd each gasping
Except thro' him—thro’ him, who stands alone, sigh
Of worth, of weight allow'd for all mankind When God's own prophet thunder'd-Monarch,
tatone! thou must die, " And must I go," th' illustrious mourner cry'd, He rais'd the lame, the lepers he made whole,
"I who have serv'd thee still in faith and truth, He fix'd the palsied nerves of weak decay, Whose snow-white conscience no foul crime has | He drove out Satan from the tortur'd soul, died
And to the blind gave or restor'd the day, From youth to manhood, infancy to youth, Nay more,- far more unequal'd pangs sustain'd, . Like David, who have still rever'd thy word Till his lost fallen flock his taintless blood regaiu’d. The sovereign of myself and servant of the Lord!” |
My feeble feet refus'd my body's weight, The judge Almighty heard his suppliant's moan, Nor wou'd my eyes admit the glorious light,
Repeal'd bis sentence, and his health restor'd; My nerves convuls'd shook fearful of their fate, The beams of mercy on bis temples shone,
My mind lay open to the powers of night, Shot from that Heaven to which his sighs had He pitying did a second birth bestow The Sun retreated ' at his maker's nod [soar'd; A birth of joy-not like the first of tears and woe, And miracles confirm the genuine work of God.
Ye strengthen'd feet, forth to his altar move; But, О immortals! What had I to plead [lance, Quicken, ye new-strung nerves, th' enraptur'd When Death stood o'er me with his threat'ning
lyre; When reason left me in the time of need,
Ye Heav'n-directed eyes, o'erflow with love; And sense was lost in terrour or in trance,
Glow, glow, my soul, with pure seraphic fire ; My sinking soul was with my blood inflam'd,
Deeds, thoughts, and words no more his mandates And the celestial imagesunk,defac'd and maim'd.
break, I sent back memory, in heedful guise,
But to his endless glory work, conceive, and To search the records of preceding years ;
speak. Home, like the raven to the ark3, she flies,
10 ! penitence, to virtue near allied, Croaking bad tidings to my trembling ears :
I Thou can'st new joys een to the blest impart; O Sun, again that thy retreat was made,
The list’ning angels lay their harps aside And threw my follies back into the friendly
To hear the music of thy contrite heart; shade!
And Heav'n itself wears a more radiant face, But who are they, that bid affiction cease! Whencharity presents thee to the throne of grace.
Redemption and forgiveness, heavenly sounds! Behold the dove that brings the branch of peace,
Chief of metallic forms is regal gold) ; Behold the balm that heals the gaping wounds Of elements, the limpid fount that flows ; Vengeance divine's by penitence supprest
Give me 'mongst gems the brilliant to behold; She struggles with the angel, conquers, and is
O'er Flora's flock imperial is the rose: blest*,
Above all birds the sov'reign eagle soars;
And monarch of the field the lordly lion roars, Yet hold, presumption, nor too fondly climb,
And thou too bold, O horrible despair! What can with great Leviathan compare, In man humility's alone sublime,
Who takes his pastime in the mighty main? Who diffidently hopes he's Christ's own care | What, like the Sun, shines thro' the realms of air, O all-sufficient Lamb! in death's dread hour | And gilds and glorifies th' ethereal plainThy merits who shall slight, or who can doubt Yet what are these to man, who bears the sway; thy power?
For all was made for him to serve and to But soul-rejoicing health again returns,
obey. The blood meanders gentle in each vein,
Thus in high Heaven charity is great, . The lamp of life renew'd with vigour burns,
Faith, hope, devotion hold a lower place; And exil'd reason takes her seat again
On her the cherubs and the seraphs wait, Brisk leaps the heart, the mind's at large once
Her, erery virtue courts, and every grace; more,
See ! on the right, close by th’ Almighty's throne, To love, to praise, to bless, to wonder and adore. In him she shines confest, who came to make - Hezekiah vi. Isaiah xxxvij.
her known. * Isajah, chap. xxxviii. 3 Gen. viii. 7. * Gen. xxxii, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28.
s Pind. Olymp. 1.
Deep-rooted in my heart then let her grow, I Or what can thoughts (tho' wild of wing they rove
That for the past the future may atone; Thro' the vast concave of th' etherial round) That I may act what thou hast giv'n to kuow, If to the Heav'n of Heavens they'd wing their way
That I may live for thee and thee alone, Advent'rous, like the birds of wight they're lost,
Presume to hymn th' Eternal; may be soar
In the grand chorus mix his feeble voice?
He may-if thou, who from the witless babe
Ordainest honour, glory, strength and praise, BEING,
Uplift th’unpinion'd Muse, and deign t'assist,
Great Poet of the Universe, bis song.
Before this earthly planet wound her course
Before “the morning-stars together sang"
And bail'd thee Architect of countless worlds
Thou art--all glorious, all-beneficent,
All wisdom and omnipotence thou art.
But is the era of creation fix'd
year be one or other of the perfections or attri- | Ten thousand times more active than the Sun,'
| Pause-with the grand presentiments of glory.
Perhaps—but all's conjecture here below, .
| All ignorance, and self-plum'd vanity-
Othou, whose ways to wonder at's distrust,
ng | Whom to describe's presumption (all we can,
| And all we may-) be glorified, be prais'd. ing to the tenor of the will.
1A day shall come when all this Earth shall pe-
When all the armies of the elements
To make perdition triumph; it shall come,
Shall in sulphureous thunders grgan, and die,
And vanish into void; the Earth beneath
Shall sever in the centre, and devour
Th' enormoiis blaze of the destructive flames,
Ye rocks, that mock the raving of the floods,
And proudly frown upon th' impatient deep,
Where is your grandeur now Ye foaming wares,
| That all along th' immense Atlantic roar,
In vain ye swell; will a few drops suffice | View him with fearful love ; let truth pronounce, To quench the inextinguishable fire?
And adoration on her bended knee Ye mountains, on whose cloud-crown'd tops the | With Heav'n directed hands confess his reign, cedars
And let th' angelic, archangelic band Are lessen'd into shrubs, magnific piles,
With all the hosts of Heav'n, cherubic forms, That prop the painted chambers of the Heav'ns | And forms seraphic, with their silver trumps And fix the Earth continual; Atbos, where: And golden lyres attend:-“For thou art holy, Where, Tenerif's thy stateliness to day?
For thou art one, th’ Eternal, who alone What, Ætna, are thy flames to these? --No more Exerts all goodness, and transcends all praise." Than the poor glow-worm to the golden Sun.
Nor shall the verdant vallies then remain Safe in their meek submission; they the debt Of nature and of justice too must pay.
ON THE Yet I must weep for you, ye rival fair,
· IMMENSITY OF THE SUPREME Amo and Andalusia ; but for thee More largely and with filial tears must weep,
A POETICAL ESSAY.
. The terrours of th' inevitable ruin.
Nor thou, illustrious monarch of the day;
A CLAUSE OF
MR. SEATON'S WILL,
Dated Oct. 8. 1738.
I give my Kislingbury estate to the university With all the elements must pass away,
of Cambridge for ever: the rents of which shall Vain as an ideut's dream; tho' the huge rocks,
be disposed of yearly by the vice-chancellor That brandish the tall cedars on their tops,
for the time being, as he the vice-chancellor, With humbler vales must to perdition yield;
the master of Clare-Hall, and the Greek profesTho' the gilt Sun, and silver-tressed Moon
sor for the time being, or any two of them shall With all her bright retinue, must be lost;
agree. Which three persons aforesaid shall give Yet thou, Great Father of the world, surviv'st
out a subject, which subject shall for the first Eternal, as thou wert: yet still survives
year be one or other of the perfections or attri. The soul of man immortal, perfect now,
butes of the Supreme Being, and so the succeedAnd candidate for unexpiring joys.
ing years, till the subject is exhausted ; and Hecomes ! He comes! the awful trump I hear;
afterwards the subject shall be either Death, The flaming sword's intolerable blaze
Judgment, Heaven, Hell, Purity of Heart, &c. I see; He comes! th' archangel from above.
or whatever else may be judged by the vice“ Arise, ye tenants of the silent grave,
chancellor, master of Clare-Hall, and Greek Awake incorruptible and arise;
professor to be most conducive to the honour of From east to west, froin the antarctic pole
the Supreme Being and recommendation of virTo regions hyperborean, all ye sons,
tue. And they shall yearly dispose of the rent
of the above estate to that master of arts, whose Ye sons of Adam, and ye heirs of Heav'n Arise, ye tenants of the silent grave,
poem on the subject given shall be best approved Awake incorruptible and arise.”
by them. Which poem I ordain to be always in . 'Tis then, nor sooner, that the restless mind
English, and to be printed; the expense of Shall find itself at home; and like the ark
which shall be deducted out of the product of Fix'd on the mountain-top, shall look aloft
the estate, and the residue given as a reward for O'er the vague passage of precarious life;
the composer of the poem, or ode, or copy of And, winds and waves and rocks and tempests
WE the underwritten do assign Mr. SeaEnjoy the everlasting calm of Heav'n:
ton's reward to C. Smart, M. A. for his 'Tis then, nor sooner, that the deathless soul poem on The Immensity of the Supreme BeShall justly know its nature and its rise:
ing, and direct the said poem to be printed, 'Tis then the human tongue new-tun'd shall give according to the teuor of the will. Praises more worthy the eternal ear,
Edm. Keene, vice-chancellor. Yel what we can, we ought;-and therefore,
J. Wilcox, master of Clare-Hall. thou, | Purge thou my heart, Omnipotent and good! | April 20, 1751. Purge thou my heart with hyssop, lest like Cain I offer fruitless sacrifice, with gifts Offend, and not propitiate the Ador'd.
Once more I dare to rouse the sounding string, Tho' gratitude were bless'd with all the pow'rs The poet of my God-Awake iny glory, Her bursting heart cou'd long for, thu' the swift, Awake my lute and harp--myself shall wake, The firy-wing'd imagination soar'd
Soon as the stately night-exploring bird Beyond ambition's wish-yet all were rain In lively lay sings welcome to the dawn. To speak him as he is, who is INEFFABLE, | List ye! how Nature with ten thousand tongues Yet still let reason thro the eye of taith . Begins the grand thanksgiving. Hail, all hail,
Ye tenants of the forest and the field!
Of kindred jasper-Nature in them both My fellow subjects of th'eternal King,
Delights to play the mimic on herself ; I gladly join your matins, and with you
And in their veins she oft pourtrays the forms Confess his presence, and report his praise. Of leaning hills, of trees erect, and streams
Otbou, who or the lambkin, or the dove, Now stealing softly on, now thurd'ring down When offer'd by the lowly, meek, and poor, In desperate cascade, with flow'rs and beasts Prefer'st to pride's whole hecatomb, accept And all the living landscape of the vale, This mean essay, por from thy treasure-house Io vain thy pencil, Claudio, or Poussin, Of Glory' immense, the orphan's might exclude. Or thine, immortal Guido, wou'd essay
What tho'th'Alinighty's regal throne be rais'd Such skill to imitate-it is the hand High o'er yon azure Heav'n's exalted dome Of God himself--for God himself is there. By mortal eye unken'd-where East nor West Hence with th' ascending springs let me adNor South, nor blust'ring North has breath to
Thro' beds of magnets, minerals and spar, Albeit he there with angels, and with saints Up to the mountain's summit, there t’indulge Hold conference, and to his radiant host
Th' ambition of the comprehensive eye, Ev'n face to face stand visibly confest :
That dares to call th' horizon all her own. Yet know that nor in presence or in pow'r
Behold the forest, and th' expansive verdure Shines he less perfect here; 'tis man's dim eye Of yonder level lawn, whose smooth-shorn sod That makes th' obscurity. He is the sa!ne, No object interrupts, uuless the oak Alike in all his universe the same.
His lordly head uprears, and branching arms ✓ Whether the mind along the spangled sky Extends-behold in regal solitude, Measure her pathless walk, studious to view And pastoral magnificence he stands Thy works of vaster fabric, where the planets So simple! and so great! the under-wood Weave their larinonious rounds, their march di Of meaner rank an awful distance keep. recting
Yet thou art there, yet God himself is there Still faithful, still inconstant to the Sun;
Ev'n on the bush (tho' not as when to Moses Or where the comel thro' space infinite
He shone in burning majesty reveal'd) (Thowbirling worlds oppose, and globes of fire) Nathless conspicuous in the linnet's throat Darts, like a javelin, to his destin'd goal.
Is his unbounded goodness-Thee her Maker, Or where in Heav'n above the Heav'n of Heav'ns Thee her Preserver chants she in her song ; Burn brighter suns, and goodlier planets roll While the all emulative vocal tribe With satellites more glorious-Thou art there. The grateful lesson learn-no other voice
Or whether on the Ocean's boist'rous back Is heard, no other sound--for in attention Thou ride triumpbant, and with out-stretch'd Buried, ev'n babbling Echo holds her peace. arm
Now from the plains, where th' unbounded Curb the wild winds and discipline the billows,
Chequer'd variety in all her forms,
Which the vague mind attract and still suspend Oh! cou'd I search the busom of the sea, With sweet perplexity. What are yon tow'rs Down the great depth desceuding; there thy The work of lab'ring man and clumsy art works
Seen with the ring-dove's nest-on that tall beech Wou'd also speak thy residence; and there. Her pensile house the feather'd artist buildsWou'd I thy servant, like thy still profound, | The rocking winds molest her not; for see, Astonish'd into silence muse thy praise !
With suchdue poise the wond'rous fabric's hung, Behold! behold! th'unplanted garden round That, like the compass in the bark, it keeps Of vegetable coral, sea-fow'rs gay,
True to itself and stedfast ev'n in storms. And shrubs, with amber, from the pearl-pav'd | Thou ideot, that assertst there is no God, bottom
View and be dumb forever Rise richly varied, where the finny race
Go bid Vitruvious or Palladio build In blithe security their gambols play:
The bee bis mansion, or the ant her caveWhile high above their heads Leviathan
Go call Correggio, or let Titian come [cherry The terrour and the glory of the main
To paint the hawthorp's bloom, or teacb the His pastine takes with transport, proud to see To blush with just vermilionhence awayThe ocean's vast dominion all his own.
Hence ye prophane! for God himself is here. Hence thro' the genial bowels of the Earth Vain were th' attempt, and impious to trace Easy may fancy pass; till at thy mines,
Thro' all bis works th’ Artificer divine Gani, or Raolconda, she arrive,
And tho' nor shining sun, nor twinkling star And from the adamant's imperial blaze
Bedeck'd the crimson curtains of the sky; Form weak ideas of her maker's glory.
Tho' neither vegetable, beast, nor bird
Were extant on the surface of tbis ball,
Yet man at home, within himself, might find
The Deity immense, and in tbat frame The agate and the deep-intrench'd gem
So fearfully, so wonderfully made,
See and adore his providence and pow'r
Arise, divine Urania, with new strains
To hymn thy God, and thou, immortal Fame,
Arise, and blow thy everlasting trump.
| All glory to th' Omniscient, and praise,
And pow'r, and domination in the height!
And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whose voice
To pious ears sounds silverly so sweet,
Who all things knows, can know, with love re-
Regenerate, and pure, pour all thyself
A living sacrifice before his throne :
And may th' eternal, high mysterious tree,
That in the centre of the arched Heav'ns
Bears the rich fruit of knowledge, with some
branch ! To the most reverend his grace the lord
Stoop to my humble reach, and bless my toil! archbishop of Canterbury; this poetical essay
When in my mother's womb conceal'd I lay on the Omniscience of the Supreme Being, is
A senseless embryo, then my soul thou knewst, with all humility inscribed, by his grace's most
Knewst all her future workings, every thought, dutiful, most obliged, and most obedient hum
And every faint idea yet unform’d. ble servant,
When up the imperceptible ascent
Insensibly to day, thou didst vouchsafe,
And teach me by that reason thou inspir’dst,
That what of knowledge in my mind was low,
Imperfect, incorrect-in thee is wonderous,
Uncircumscrib'd, insearchably profound,
And estimable solely by itself. Terve my Kislingbury estate to the university | What is that secret pow'r, that guides tho ! of Cambridge for ever: the rents of which sball
brutes, be disposed of yearly by the vice-chancellor Which ignorance calls instinct ? 'Tis from thee, for the time being, as the vice-chancellor, | It is the operation of thine hands, master of Clare-hall, and the Greek professor
Immediate, instantaneous; 'tis thy wisdom, for the time being, or any two of them, shall
That glorious shines transparent thro' thy works. agree. Which three persons aforesaid shall give
Who taught the pye, or who forewarn'd the jay out a subject, which subject shall for the first
To shun the deadly nightshade? tho' the cherry year be one or other of the perfections or attri
Boasts not a glossier hue, nor does the plumb butes of the Supreme Being, and so the suc
Lure with more seeming sweets the amorous eye, ceeding years, till the subject is exhausted ; and
Yet will not the sagacious birds, decoy'd afterwards the subject shall be either Death,
| By fair appearance, touch the noxious fruit, Judgment, Heaven, Hell, Purity of Heart, &c. or
They know to taste is fatal, whence alarm'd
They knoy whatever else may be judged by the vice-chan Swift on the winnowing winds they work their cellor, master of Clare-hall, and Greek professor
way. to be most conducive to the honour of the Su
Go to, proud reas'ner, philosophic man, [-No. preme Being and recommendation of virtue.
Hast thou such prudence, thou such knowledge ? And they shall yearly dispose of the rent of the
Full many a race has fallin into the snare above estate to that master of arts, whose poem | Of meretricious looks, of pleasing surface, on the subject given shall be best approved by | And oft in desert isles the famish'd pilgrim them. Which poem I ordain to be always in By forms of fruit, and luscious taste beguil'd, English, and to be printed; the expense of Like his forefather Allam, eats and dies. which shall be deducted out of the product of | For why? his wisdom on the leaden feet the estate, and the residue given as a reward for
Of slow experience, dully tedious, creeps, the composer of the poem, or ode, or copy of
And comes, like vengeance, after long delay. verses.
The venerable sage, that nightly trims
The learned lamp, t'investigate the pow'rs
Of plants medicinal, the earth, the air, ton's reward to C. Smart, M A. for his poem
And the dark regions of the fossil world, on The Omniscience of the Supreme Being, and
Grows old in following, what he ne'er shall find; direct the said poem to be printed, according to
Studious in vain! till haply, at the last the tenor of the will.
He spies a mist, then shapes it into mountains, J. Wilcox, vice-chancellor. And baseless fabric from conjecture builis.
T. FRANKLIN, Greek-professor. While the domestic animal, that guards November 2, 1752
At midnight hours his threshold, if oppress'd