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Go,' teach Eternal Wisdom how to rule
Then drop into thyself, and be a fool!

Superior beings, when of fate they faw A mortal Man unfold all Nature's Law, Admir'd fuch wisdom in an earthly shape, And shew'd a Newton as we shew an Ape.

Could he, whose rules the rapid Comet bind, Describe or fix one movement of his Mind? Who saw its fires here rife, and there defcend, Explain his own beginning, or his end : Alas, what wonder! Man's fuperior part Uncheck'd may rise, and climb from art to art; But when his own great work is but begun, What Reason weaves, by Passion is undone.

Trace Science then, with Modefty thy guide ; First strip off all her equipage of Pride ; Deduct but what is Vanity or Dress, Or Learning's Luxury, or Idleness ; Or tricks to shew the stretch of human brain, Mere curious pleasure, or ingenious pain ; Expunge the whole, or lop th’excrescent parts Of all our Vices have created Arts; Then see how little the remaining sum, Which serv'd the past, and must the times to come

IBID. p. 55.

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Two principles in human nature reign ;
Self-love, to urge, and Reason, to restrain :
Nor this a good, nor that a bad we call ;
Each works its end, to move or govern all :
And to their proper operation fill
Ascribe all Good; to their improper, Ill.

Self-Love, the spring of motion, acts the foul; Reason's comparing balance rules the whole. Man, but for that, no action could attend, And, but for this, were active to no end: Fix'd like a plant on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate, and rot; Or, meteor-like, Aame lawless through the void, Destroying others, by himself destroy'd.

'Most strength the moving principle requires ; A&ive its talk, it prompts, impels, inspires. Sedate and quiet the comparing lies, Form'd but to check, dclib'rate, and advise. Self-love, ftill stronger, as its objects nigh; Reason's at distance, and in prospect lie: That sees immediate good by present sense ; Reason, the future and the consequence. Thicker than arguments, temptations throng: At best more watchful this, but that more strong, The action of the stronger to fuspend, Reason ftil use, to Reason ftill attend.


Attention, habit and experience gains 99
Each strengthens Reason, and Self-love restrains..

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Self-love and Reason to one end afpire,
Pain their averfion, Pleasure their desire.

IBID. P. 58.

THE PASSIONS. MODES of Self-love the Passions we may call; "Tis real good, or seeming, moves them all : But since not ev'ry good we can divide, And Reason bids us for our own provide, Pasions, though selfish, if their means be fair, Lift under Reason, and deserve her care ; Those, that imparted, court a nobler aim, Exalt their kind, and take some Virtue's name.

In lazy Apathy let Stoics boast
Their Virtue fix'd ; 'tis fix'd as in a frost z
Contracted all, retiring to the breast;
But strength of mind is Exercise, not Rest :
The rising tempest puts in act. the soul;
Parts it may ravage, but preserves the whole..
On life's vait ocean diversely we fail,
Reason the card, but Paffion is the gale ;
Nor God alone in the still calm we find,
He mounts the storm, and walks


the wind.

Passions, like elements, though born to fights, Yet, mix'd and foften'd, in his work unite:

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These 'tis enough to temper and employ;
But what compofes Man, can Man destroy ?
Suffice that Reason keep to Nature's road,
Subject, compound them, follow her and God.
Love, Hope, and Joy, fair Pleasure's smiling train,
Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of Pain,
These mixt with art, and to due bounds confin'd,
Make and maintain the balance of the mind;
The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife
Gives all the strength and colour of our life.

IBID. P. 59.

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As Man, perhaps, the moment of his breath,
Receives the larking principle of death;
The young disease, that must subdue at length,
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his

So, cast and mingled with his very frame,
The Mind's disease, its RULING PASSION came ;
Each vital humour which should feed the whole,
Soon flows to this, in body and in foul :
Whatever warms the heart, or fills the head,
As the mind opens, and its functions spread,
Imagination plies her dang'rous art,
And pours it all upon


peccant part.

Nature its mother, Habit is its nurse;
Wit, Spirit, Faculties, but make it worse;
Reason itself but gives it edge and pow'r;
As Heav'n's bleft beam turns vinegar more four.

IBID. p. 61.


As fruits, ungrateful to the planter's care, On favage stocks inserted learn to bear; The sureft virtues thus from Passions shoot, Wild Nature's vigour working at the root. What crops of wit and honesty appear, From spleen, from obftinacy, hate, or fear! See anger, zeal and fortitude fupply ; E'en av’rice, prudence; floth, philosophy ; Luft, through some certain strainers well refin'd, Is gentle love, and charms all womankind; Envy, to which th'ignoble mind's a fave, Is emulation in the learn’d or brave; Nor Virtue, male or female, can we name, But what will grow on Pride, or grow on Shame.



VICE AND VIRTUE. FOOLS! who from hence into the notion fall, That Vice or Virtue there is none at all. If white and black blend, soften, and unite A thousand ways, is there no black or white? Ask your own heart, and nothing is so plain ; 'Tis to mistake them, costs the time and pain.

Vice is a monster of fo frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace. But where th’Extreme of Vice, was ne'er agreed: Ak where's the North? at York, 'tis on the Tweedä In Scotland, at the Orcades; and there, At Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.


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