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By sudden sickness, at his master's feet

| To rive the groaning earth for ill-sought gold. Pegs not that aid his services might claim,

Endures such trouble, such fatigue, as she; Bnt is his own physician, knows the case,

While all her subterraneous avenues, And from th' emetic herbage works his cure. And storm-proof cells, with management most Hark, from afar the feather'd matron'screams,

meet And all her brood alarms, the docile crew

And unexampled housewifry, she forms, Accept the signal one and all, expert

Then to the field she hies, and on her back, In tb' art of nature and unlearn'd deceit:

Burden immense ! she bears the cumbrous corn, Along the sod, in counterfeited death,

Then many a weary step, and many a strain, Mate, molionless they lie; full well appriz'd, And many a grievous groan subdued, at length That the rapacious adversary's near.

Up the huge hill she hardly heaves it home : But who inform'd her of the approaching danger, | Nor rests she here her providence, but nips Who taught the cautious mother that the hawk / With subtle tooth the grain, lest from her garner Was hatcht her foe, and liv'd by her destruction ? | In mischievous fertility it stca), Her own prophetic soul is active in her,

And back to day-light vegetate its way. And more than huinan providence her guard. Go to the ant, thon sluggard, learn to live, When Philomela, e'er the cold domain

And by her wary ways reform thine own. Of crippled winter 'gins t'advance, prepares But, if thy deaden'd sense, and listless thought

Her annual flight, and in some poplar shade More glaring evidence demand ; behold,
| Takes her melodious leave, who then's her pilot? Where yon pellucid populous hive presents
| Who points her passage thro' the pathless void A yet uncopied model to the world!

To realms from us remote, to us unknown? There Machiavel in the reflecting glass
Her science is the science of her God.

May read himself a fool. The chymist there Not the magnetic index to the north

May with astonishment invidious view E’er ascertains her course, nor buoy, nor beacon, 1 His toils outdone by each plebeian bee, She Heav'n-taught voyager, that sails in air, Who, at the royal mandate, on the wing Courts nor coy west nor east, but justame koows From various herbs, and from discordant flow'rs What Newton, or not sought, or sought in A perfect harmony of sweets compounds. vain?

Avaunt Conceit, Ambition take thy flight Illustrious name, irrefragable proof

Back to the prince of vanity and air ! Of man's vast genius, and the soaring soul! Oh! tis a thought of energy most piercing, Yet what wert thou to him, who knew his works, Form'd to make pride grow humble; formd to Before creation form'd them, long before

force He measur'd in the hollow of his hand

Its weight on the reluctant mind, and give her Th’exulting ocean, and the highest Heav'ns A true but irksome image of herself. He comprehended with a span, and weigh'd Woful vicissitude! when man, fall'n man,

Who first from Heav'n, from gracious God bimWho shone supreme, who was himself the light,

(brutes Ere yet Refraction learn'd her skill to paint, Learn'd knowledge of the brutes, must know by And bend athwart the clouds her beauteous bow, Instructed and reproach'd, the scale of being ; When Knowledge at her father's dread com By slow degrees from lowly steps ascend, ' inand

And trace Omniscience upwards to its spring! Resign'd to Israel's king ber golden key,

Yet murmur not, but praise--for tho' we stand Oh to have join'd the frequent auditors

Of many a Godlike privilege amerc'd In wonder and delight, that whilom heard

By Adam's dire transgression, tho' no more Great Solomon descanting on'the brutes !

Is Paradise our home, but o'er the portal Oh how sublimely glorious to apply

Hangs in terrific pomp the burning blade; To God's own honour, and good will to man, | Still with ten thousand beauties blooms the That wisdom he alone of men possess'd

Earth, In plenitude so rich, and scope so rare !

With pleasures populous,and with riches crown'd. How did he rouse the pamper'd silken sons Still is there scope for wonder and for love Of bloated ease, by placing to their view

Er'n to their last exertion-sbow'rs of blessings The sage industrious apt, the wisest icsect, Far more than human virtue can deserve, And btet economist of all the field!

Or h« pe expect, or gratitude return. Tho'sbe presumes not by the solar orb

Then, O ye people, O ye sons of men, To measure time and seasons, por consults Whatever be the colour of your lives, Chaldean calculations, for a guide ;

Whatever portion of itself his wisdom * Yet conscious that December's on the march Shalt deign t'allow, still patiently abide, Pointing with icy hand to want and woe,

| And praise him more and more ; nor cease to She waits his dire approach, and undismay'd

Receives bim as a welcome guest, prepard All glory to the Cmpiscient, and praise,
Against the churlish winter's fiercest blow, And pow'r, and domination in the height!
For when, as yet the favourable Sun

Aud thou, cherubic Gratitude, whose voice
Gives to the genial earth th' enlivening ray, To pious cars sounds silverly so sweet.
Not the poor suffering slave, that hourly toils Come with thy precious incense, bring thy gifts,

And with the choicest stores the altar crowna 1 The ben turkey.

ΤΩ ΘΕΩ ΔΟΞΑ. 2 The longitude.



I Fall headlong in one horrible cascade, POWER OF THE SUPREME BEING,

'Twere but the echo of the parting breeze,

When Zephyr faints upon the lily's breast,

'Twere but the ceasing of some instrument,
When the last ling'ring undulation

Dies on the doubting ear, if nam'd with sounds

So mighty ! so stupendous ! so divine !

But not alone in ihe aerial vault

Does he the dread theocracy maintain;
Dated Oct. 8, 1758.

For oft, enrag'd with bis intestine thunders, Icive my Kislingbury estate to the university | He harrows up the bowels of the Earth, of Cambridge for ever: the rents of which shall | Acd shocks the central mignet---Cities then be disposed of yearly by the vice-chancelor Totter on their foundations, stately columus, for the time being, as be the vice-Chancellor, Maroitic walls, and heav'ı-assaulting spires. the master of Ciare-hall, and the Greek profes. What tho' in baughty eminence erect sor for the time being, or any two of them, shall Stan's the strong citadel, ani frowns defiance agree. Which three persons aforesaid shall give On adverse hosts, though many a bastion jut out a subject, which subject shall for the first forth from the ramparts elevated mound, year be one or other of the perfections or attri Vain the poor providence of human art, butes of the Supreme Deing, and so the suc- | Anel mortal strength how vain! while underneath ceeding years, till the subject is exhausted; and Triumphs his mining vengeance in th' uproar afierwards the subject shall be either Death, of shatter'd towers, riven rucks, and mountains, Judgment, Heaven, Hell, Purity of Heart, &c. With clamour inconceivable uptorn, or whatever else may be judged by the vice- | And hurl'd adown th' abyss. Sulphureous pyrites chancellor, master of Clare-ball, and Greck Bursting abrupt from dariness into day, professor to be most conducive to the honour of With din outrageous and destructive ire the Supreme Being and recommendation of vir- | Auginent the hideous tumult, while it wounds tue. And they shall yearly dispose of the rent Th' aflicted ear, and terrifies the eye of the above estate to that master of arts, whose | And rends the heart in twain. Twice have we felt, pocin on the subject given shall be best approved Within Augusta's walls twice have we felt by them. Which poem I ordain to be always in Thy threaten'd indignation, but ev'n thou, English, and to be printed; the expense of Incens'd Omnipotent, art gracious ever: which shall be deducted out of the product of | Thy goodness infinite but mildly warn'd us the estate, and the residue giren as a reward for With mercy-blended wrath: O spare us still, the composer of the poem,or ode, or copy of verses. Nor send more dire conviction: we confess WE the underwritten do assign Mr. Sca

That thou art he, th' Almighty : we believe: ton's reward to C. Smart, M. A. for his

For at thy righteous power whole systems quake, poem on The Power of the Supreme Being,

For at thy nod tremble ten thousand worlds. and direct the said poem to be printed; ac

Hark! on the winged whirlwind's rapid rage, . cording to the tenor of the will.

Which is and is not in a moment--hark!

On the hurricane's tempestuous sweep he rides
P, Yonge, vice-chancellor. luvincible, and oaks and pines and cedars
J. Wilcox, master of Clare-Hall, And forests are no more. For conflict dreadful!

Tho. FRANKLIN, Greek professor, The West encounters East, and Notus meets Dec, 5, 1753.

In bis career the Hyperborean blast.

The lordly lions s'udd'ring seek their dens, “ TREMBLE, thou Earth!" th' anointed poet said,

And fly like tim'rous deer; the king of birds, i

Who dar'd the sular ray, is weak of wing, "At God's bright presence, tremble, all ye moun

Anu faints and falls and dies; —while he supreme tains,

Stands stedfast if in the centre of the storm. And all ye billocks on the surface bound.".

Wherefore, ye objects terrible and great, Then once again, ye glorious thunders, roll,

Ye thunders, carthquakes, and ye fire-fraught The Muse with transport hears ye, once again

woubs Convulse the solid continent, and shake,

Of fell volcanoes, whirlwinds, hurricanes, Grand music of Omnipotence, the isles. :

And boiling billows hail! in chorus join 'Tis thy terrific voice; thou God of power,

To celebrate and magnify your Maker, 'Tis thy terrific voice ; all Nature bears it

Who yet in works of a minuter mould Awaken'd and alarm’d; she feels its force,

is not less manifest, is not less mighty. Jo every spring she feels it, every wheel, And every movement of her vast machine.

Survey the magnet's sympathetic love, Bebold! quakes Apennine, behold ! recoils

That wooes the yielding needle; contemplate

Th'attractive amber's power, invisible Athos, and all the hoary-headed Alps

Ev'n to the mental eye; or when the blow Leap from their bases at the godlike sound,

Sint from th' electric sphere assaults thy frame, But what is this, celestial though the note,

Show me the band, that dealt it!-baffled here And proclamation of the reign supreme,

By his omnipotence, Philosophy Compar'd with such as, for a mortal ear

Slowly her thoughts inadequate revolves, [her, Too great, amaze the incorporeal worlds?

And stands, with all his circling wonders round Shou'd Ocean to his congretated waves

Like heavy Saturn in th' etherial space
Call in each river, cataract, and lake,
And with the watery world down a huge rock

Begirt with an inexplicable ring,

If such the operations of his power, | Being, is inscribed, by his, lordship's most Which at all seasons and in ev'ry place

obliged, and obedient servant, (Rul'd by establish'd laws and current nature)

Arrest th' attention! Who? () who shall tell
His acts miraculous, when by his own decrees
Repeals he, or suspends, when by the hand

Of Moses or of Joshua, or the mouths
Of his prophetic seers, such deeds he wrought,

Before th' astonish'd Sun's all-seeing eye,

Dated Oct. 8, 1738.
That faith was scarce a virtue. Need I sing
The fate of Pharaoh and his numerous band

I give my Kislingbury estate to the university Lost in the reflux of the watry walls,

of Cambridge for ever : the rents of which shall That melted to their Auid state again?

be disposed of yearly by the vice-chancellor Need I recount how Sampson's warlike arm

for the time being, as he the vice-chancellor, With more than mortal nerves was strung t'o'er

the master of Clare-hall, and the Greek professor throw

for the time being, or any two of them, shall Idolatrous Philistia ? Shall I tell

agree. Which three persons aforesaid shall give How David triumph'd, and what Job sustain'd?

out a subject, which sulijert shall for the first But, О supreme, unutterable mercy !

year be one or other of the perfections or attriO love unequal'd, mystery immense, stion

butes of the Supreme Being, and so the suc. Which angels long t’unfold ! 'tis man's redemp

ceeding years, till the subject is exhausted; and That crowns thy glory, and thy pow's confirms,

afterwards the subject shall be either Death, Confirms the great, th' uncontroverted claim

Judgment Heaven, Hell, Purity of Heart, &c. or When from the Virgin's unpolluted womb,

whatever else may be judged by the vice-chanShone forth the Sun of Righteousness reveal'd

cellor, master of Clare-ball, and Greek professor And on benigbted reason pour'd the day;

to be most conducive to the honour of the Sú“Let there be peace” (he said) and all was calm

preme Being and recommendation of virtue, Amongst the warring world-calm as the sea,

And they shall yearly dispose of the rent of the When “ Peace, be still, ye boisterous winds,"

above estate to that master of arts, whose poem he cry'd,

on the subject given shall be best approved by And not a breath was blown, nor murmur heard.

them. Which poem I ordain to be always in Hii was a life of miracles and might,

English, and to be printed; the expense of And charity and love, ere yet he taste

which shall be deducted out of the product of The bitter draught of death, ere yet he rise

the estate, and the residue given as a reward for Victorious o'er the universal foe,

the composer of the poem, or ode, or copy of And Death, and Sin and Hell in triumph lead.

verses. His by the right ofconquest is mankind,

We the underwritten, do assign Mr. Sea. And in sweet servitude and golden bonds Were ty'd to him for ever.-O how easy

ton's reward to C. Smart, M A. for his poem on The Goodness of the Supreme Being, and

direct the said poem to be printed, according to 'Tis ecstacy to bear! Hiin, blessed Shepherd,

the tenor of the will. His flocks shall follow through the maze of life, And shades that tend to day-spring from on bigh;

H. Thomas, vice-chancellor. And as the radiant roses, after fading,

J. Wilcox, master of Clare ball. In fuller foliage and more fragrant breath Oct 28, 1755. Revive in smiling spring, so shall it fare With those that love him-for sweet is their sa

vour, ' And all eternity shall be their spring.

Orpheus, for so the Gentiles call'd thy name, Then shall the gates and everlasting doors, Israel's sweet psalmist, who alone could wake At which the King of Glory enters in,

Th’inanimate to motion ; who alone Be to the saints unbarr'd: and there, where The joyful hillocks, the applauding rocks, pleasure

Aod foods with musical persuasion drew; Boasts an undying bloom, where dubious hope Thou, who to hail and snow gat'st voice and sound, Is certainty, and grief-attended love

And mad'st the mute melodious greater yet Is freed from passion—there we'll celebrate Was thy divinest skill, and rul'd o'er more With worthier numbers, bim, who is, and was, Than art or nature; for thy tuneful touch And in immortal prowess King of Kings

Drove trembling Satan from the heart of Saul, Shall be the Monarch of all worlds for ever. And quell'd the evil angel :-in this breast

Some portion of thy genuine spirit breathe,

And lift me from myself; each thought impure ON THE

Banish ; each low idea raise, refine,

Enlarge, and sanctify;--so shall the Muse GOODNESS OF THE SUPREME BEING, | Above the stars aspire, and aim to praise

Her God on Earth, as he is prajs'd in Heaven. A POETICAL ESSAY.

Immense Creator ! whose all-powerful hand To the right honourable the earl of Dar | See this conjecture strongly supported by De: ļington this essay on the Goodness of the Supreme lans in his Life of David.

Fram'd universal being, and whose eye

Who made and who preserves, wbatever dwells Saw like thyself, that all things formd were In air, in steadfast earth, or fickle sea. good;

O he is good, he is iinmensely good! Where shall the tim'rous bard thy praise begin, Who all things forin'd, and form'd them all for Where end the purest sacrifice of song,

man; And just thanksgiving? - The thought-kindling

Who mark'd the climates, varied every zone, light,

Dispensing all his blessings for the best Thy prime production, darts upon iny mind In order and in beauty :-raise, attend, Its vivifying beams, my heart illumines,

Attest, and praise, ye quarters of the world! And filis my soul with gratitude and thee.

Bow down, ye elephants, submissive bow Hail to the cheerful rays of ruddy morn,

To him, who made the mite ; though Asia's pride, That paint the streaky east, and blithsome Ye carry armies on your tow'r-crown'd backs, ronse

And grace the turban'd tyrants, bow to him The birds, the cattle, and mankind from rest! Who is as great, as perfect and as good Hail to the freshness of the early breeze, In his less strikiny wonders, till at length And Iris dancing on the new-fall’n dew!

The cye's at fault and seeks the assisting glass. Without the aid of yonder golden globe

Approach and bring from Araby the blest Lost were the garnet's lustre, lost the lily, The fragrant cassia, frankincense and myrrh, The tulip and auricula's spotted pride ;

And meekly kneeling at the altar's foot
Lost were the peacock's plumage, to the sight Lay all the tributary incense down.
So pleasing in its pomp and glossy glow.

Stoop, sable Africa, with rev'rence stoop,
O thrice-illustrious ! were it not for thee

And from thy brow take off the painted plume; Those pansies, that reclining from the bank, With golden ingots all thy camels load View through th' immaculate, pellucid stream T'adorn bis temples, hasten with thy spear Their portraiture in the inverted Heaven,

Reverted, and thy trusty bow unstrung, Might as well change their triple boast, the While unpursu'd the lions roam and roar, white,

And rujn'd tow'rs, rude rocks and caverns wide The purple, and the gold, that far ontvie

Remurmur to the glorious, surly sound. The eastern monarch's garb, ev'y with the dock, And thuu, fair India, whose immense domain Ev'n with the baneful hemlock's irksome green. To counterpoise the hemisphere extends, Without thy aid, without thy gladsome beams Haste from the west, and with thy fruits and The tribes of woodland warblers would remain

flow'rs, Mute on the bending branches, nor recite Thy mines and med'eines, wealthy maid, attend, The praise of him, who, e'er he form'd their More than the plenteousness so fam'd to flow lord,

By fabling bards from Amalthea's horn
Their voices tun'd to transport, wing'd their flight, Is thine ; thine therefore be a portion due
And bade them call for nurture, and receive; Of thanks and praise : come with thy brilliant
And lo ! they call; the blackbird and the thrush,

The woodlark, and the redbreast jointly call; And vest of fur; and from thy fragrant lap
He bears and feeds their featber'd families, Pomegranates and the rich ananas pour.
He feeds his sweet musicians,-nor neglects

But cbiefly thou, Europa, seat of grace
Th' invoking ravens in the greenwood wide ;

And christian excellence, bis goodness own, And though their throats coarse ruttling hurt the Forth from ten thousand temples pour his ear,

praise ;
They mean it all for music, thanks and praise Clad in the armour of the living God
They mean, and leave ingratitude to man; Approach, unsheath the Spirit's flaming sword ;
But not to all,-for hark ! the organs blow Faith's shield, salvation's glory,-compass'd
Their swelling notes round the cathedral's dome,
And grace th' harmonious choir, celestial feast With fortitude assume, and o'er your heart
To pious ears, and med'cine of the mind; Fair truth's invulnerable breast-plate spread!
The thrilling trebles and the manly base

Then join the general chorus of all worlds,
Join in accordance meet, and with one voice And let the song of charity begin
All to the sacred subject suit their song: In strains seraphic, and melodious pray'r.
While in each breast sweet melancholy reigns “ O all-sufficient, all beneficent,
Angelically pensive, till the joy

Thou God of goodness and of glory, hear!
Improves and purifies ;-the solemn scene Thou, wbo to lowliest minds dost condescend,
The Sun through storied panes surveys with awe, Assuming passions to enforce thy laws,
And bashfully with-holds each bolder beain. Adopting jealousy to prove thy love :
Here, as her home, from morn to eve frequents Thou, who resign'd bumility uphold,
The cherub Gratitude ;-behold her eyes! Ev'n as the florist props the drooping rose,
With love and gladness weepingly they shed But quell tyrannic pride with peerless pow'r,
Ecstatic stpiles; the incense, that her hands Ev'n as the tempest rives the stubborn oak, .
Uprear, is sweeter than the breath of May O all-sufficient, all-beneficent,
Caught from the nectarine's blossom, and her | Thou God of goodness and of glory, he

Bless all mankind, and bring them in the end
Is more than voice can tell; to him she sings, To Heav'n, to immortality, and thee !"
To him wbo feeds, who clothes and who adorns,


| Imparadis'd, blest denizons, ye dwell;

Or Dorovernia's 6 awful tow'rs ye love :

Or plough Tunbridgia's salutiferous hills

Industrious, and with draughts chalybiate heal'd, HOP-GARDEN.

Contess divine Hygeia's blissful seat;

The Muse demands your presence, ere she tune

Her monitory voice ; observe her well,
And catch the wholesome dictates as they fall.

'Midst thy paternal acres, farmer, say

Has gracious Heav'n bestow'd one field, that.

basks Me quoque Parnassi per lubicra culmina

Its loamy bosom in the mid-day Sun, raptat

Einerging gently from the abject vale, Laudis amor : studium sequor insanabile vatis,

Nor yet obnoxious to the wind, secure Ausus non operam, non formidare poetæ

There shalt thou plant thy hop. This soil, pera.
Nomen, adoratum quondam, nunc pæne procaci
Monstratum digito.

Van. PRÆD. Rust. Thou'lt sav. will fill my garners. Be it so.

But Ceres, rural goddess, at the best

Meanly supports her vot’ry', enough for her, The land that answers best the farmer's care, If ill-persvading bunger she repell, And silvers to maturity the hop :

Aud keep the soul from fainting : to enlarge, When to inbume the plants; to turn the glebe; To glad the heart, to sublimate the mind, And wed the tendrils to th' aspiring poles : And wing the flagging spirits to the sky, Under what sign to pluck the crop, and how | Require th' united influence and aid To cure, and in capacious sacks infold,

1 Of Bacchus, god of hops, with Ceres join'd. 1 I teach in verse Miltonian. Smile the Muse, 'Tis he shall generate the buxom beer. And meditate an honour to that land

Theu on one pedestal, and hand in hand, Where first I breath'd, and struggler into life, Sculptur'd in Parian stone (so gratitude Impatient, Cantium, to be call'd thy son.

Indites) let the divine co-partners rise. Oh! cou'd I emulate skilled Sydney's Muse, Stands eastward in thy field a wood ? tis well. Thy Sydney, Cantium-He, from court retir'd, Esteem it as a bulwark of thy wealth, In Penshurst's sweet Elysium sung delight, And cherish all its branches; tho' we'll grant, Sung transport to the soft-responding streams Its leaves umbragevus may intercept Of Medway, and enliven'd all her groves :

The morning rays, and envy some small share While ever near him, goddess of the green, Of Sol's beneficence to th'infant germ. Fair Pembroke sat and smil'd immense ap Yet grudge not that:when whistling Eurus comes, plause.

With all his worlds of insects in thy lands With vocal fascination charm'd the hours?, To hyemate, and monarchize o'er all Unguarded left Heav'n's adamantine gate,

Thy vegetable riches, then thy wood And to his lyre, swift as the winged sounds

Shail ope it's arms expansive, and embrace That skim the air, danc'd unperceiv'd away. The storm reluctant, and divert its rage. Had I such pow'r, no peasants humble toil Armies of aniinalcules urge their way Shou'd e'er debase my lay: far nobler themes, In vain : the ventilating trees oppose The high achievements of thy warrior kings Their airy march. They blacken distant plains. Shou'd raise my thoughts, and dignify my song. This site for thy young nursery obtain'd, But I, young rustic, dare not leave my cot, Thou hast begun auspicious, if the soil For su enlarg'd a sphere-ah! Muse beware, (As sung before) be loamy ; this the hop Lest the loud larums of the braying trump,

Loves above others, this is rich, is deep, Lest the deep drum shou'd drown thy tender Is viscous, and tenacious of the pole. reed,

Yet maugre all its native worth, it may And mar its puny joints: me, lowly swain, Be meliorated with warm compost. See ! Every unshaven arboret, me the lawns,

Yon craggy mountain), whose fastidious head Me the voluminous Medway's silver wave, Divides the star-set hemisphere above, Content inglorious3, and the hopland shades ! And Cantium's plains beneath ; the Apennine Yeomen and countrymen, attend my song: Of a free Italy, whose chalky sides Whether you sbiver in the marshy Weald 4, With verdant shrubs dissimilarly gay, Egregious shepherds of uonumber'd flocks, Still captivate the eye, while at his feet Whose fleeces, poison'd into purple, deck

The silver Medway glides, and in her breast All Europe's kings: or in fair Madum's 5 vale Views the reflected landscape, charm'd she views

And murmurs louder ecstasy below. sister to sir Philip Sydney.

Here let us rest a while, pleas'd to behold 2- Iluat puuroy spare as syor Spas. Hom. E.

Th’all beautiful horizon's wide expanse, 3 Rure mihi, & rigui placeant in vallibus

Far as the eagle's ken. Here tow'ring spires amnes,

First catch the eye, and turn the thoughts to Flumina amem, sylvasque in glorius!


VIRG. GEORG. 2. 6 Canterbury. * Commonly, but improperly called, the Wild. 1 7 Boxley-Hill, which extends through great Maidstone,

part of Kent,

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