No creature owns it in the first degree,

But thinks his neighbour further gone than he :
E'en those who dwell beneath its very zone,
Or never feel the rage, or never own;
What happier natures fhrink at with affright,
The hard inhabitant contends is right.

Virtuous and vicious ev'ry Man must be,
Few in th'extreme, but all in the degree;
The rogue and fool by fits is fair and wife;
And e'en the best, by fits, what they defpife..
"Tis but by parts we follow good or ill;
For, Vice or Virtue, Self directs it, ftill;
Each individual feeks a fev'ral goal;

But HEAV'N's great view is One, and that the

Whole..

HUMAN

IBID. p. 64.

BLISS.

SEE fome fit paffion ev'ry age fupply;

Hope travels through, nor quits us when we die..

Behold the child, by nature's kindly law, Pleas'd with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier play-thing gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite :

Scarfs, garters, gold, amufe his riper stage,
And beads and pray'r-books are the toys of age::
Pleas'd with this bauble ftill, as that before;
'Till tir'd he fleeps, and Life's poor play is o'er.
Meanwhile Opinion gilds with varying rays
Those painted clouds that beautify our days;

Each

Each want of happiness by Hope fupply'd,
And each vacuity of fenfe by Pride:
These build as faft as knowledge can destroy;
In Folly's cup ftill laughs the bubble, joy:
One profpect loft, another still we gain;
And not a vanity is giv'n-in vain ;

E'en mean Self-love becomes, by force divine,
The scale to measure others wants by thine.
See! and confefs, one comfort ftill must rise;
'Tis this, Tho' Man's a fool, yet GOD IS WISE.

IBID. p. 66.

THE ORDER AND HARMONY OF
NATURE.

HERE then we reft; "the Universal Caufe
"Acts to one end, but acts by various laws."
In all the madnefs of fuperfluous health,
The train of pride, the impudence of wealth,
Let this great truth be prefent night and day;
But most be prefent, if we preach or pray.

Look round our World; behold the chain of Love Combining all below and all above.

See plaftic Nature working to this end,
The fingle atoms each to other tend,
Attract, attracted to, the next in place
Form'd and impell'd its neighbour to embrace.
See Matter next, with various life endu’d,
Prefs to one center ftill, the Gen'ral Good.
See dying Vegetables life fuftain,

See life diffolving vegetale again;

All

All forms that perish, other forms supply,
(By turns we catch the vital breath, and die)
Like bubbles on the fea of Matter borne,
They rife, they break, and to that fea return.
Nothing is foreign; Parts relate to whole;
One all-extending, all-preferving Soul
Connects each being, greatest with the leaft;
Made Beast in aid of Man, and Man of Beaft;
All ferv'd, all ferving: nothing stands alone;
The chain holds on, and where it ends, unknown

Has God, thou fool! work'd folely for thy good, Thy joy, thy paftime, thy attire, thy food? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn, For him as kindly spread the flow'ry lawn : Is it for thee the lark afcends and fings Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat? Loves of his own and raptures fwell the note. The bounding fteed you pompously bestride, Shares with his lord the pleasure and the pride. Is thine alone the feed that ftrews the plain? The birds of heav'n fhall vindicate their grain. Thine the full harveft of the golden year? Part pays, and juftly, the deferving steer: The hog, that ploughs not, nor obeys thy call, Lives on the labours of this lord of all.

Know, Nature's children fhall divide her care, The fur that warms a monarch, warm'd a bear. While Man exclaims, "See all things for my ufe!" "See man for mine!" replies a pamper'd goofe

and

And just as fhort of reafon He must fall,
Who thinks all made for one, not one for all.

Grant that the pow'rful still the weak controul;
Be Man the Wit and Tyrant of the whole:
Nature that Tyrant checks; he only knows,
And helps, another creature's wants and woes.
Say, will the falcon, ftooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, fpare the dove?
Admires the jay the infect's gilded wings?
Or hears the hawk when Philomela fings?

Man cares for all: to birds he gives his woods,
To beafts his pastures, and to fish his floods;
For fome his int'reft prompts him to provide,
For more his pleasure, yet for more his pride:
All feed on one vain Patron, and enjoy
Th'extenfive bleffing of his luxury;
That very life his learned hunger craves,
He faves from famine, from the favage faves;
Nay, feafts the animal he dooms his feaft,
And, till he ends the being, makes it bleft;
Which fees no more the ftroke, or feels the pain,
Than favour'd Man by touch ethereal flain.
The creature had his feast of life before;
Thou too muft perish, when thy feast is o'er!

To each unthinking being, Heav'n a friend,
Gives not the ufelefs knowledge of its end:
To Man imparts it; but with fuch a view,
As, while he dreads it, makes him hope it too;
The hour conceal'd, and fo remote the fear,
Death ftill draws nearer, never feeming near.

Great

Great standing miracle! that Heav'n affign'd
Its only thinking thing this turn of mind.

Whether with Reason, or with Instinct bleft, Know, all enjoy that pow'r which fuits them best; To blifs alike by that direction tend,

And find the means proportion'd to their end.
Say, where full Instinct is th'unerring guide,
What Pope or Council can they need befide?
Reafon, however able, cool at best,
Cares not for fervice, or but ferves when preft,
Stays till we call, and then not often near;
But honeft Instinct comes a volunteer,
Sure never to o'erfhoot, but juft to hit;
While ftill too wide or fhort is human Wit;
Sure by quick Nature happiness to gain,
Which heavier Reafon labours at in vain.
This too ferves always, Reafon never long;
One must go right, the other may go wrong.
See then the acting and comparing pow'rs
One in their nature, which are two in ours!
And Reason raise o'er Inftinct as you can,
In this 'tis God directs, in that 'tis Man.

Who taught the nations of the field and wood To fhun their poison, and to chufe their food? Prefcient, the tides or tempefts to withstand, Build on the wave, or arch beneath the fand? Who made the fpider, parallels defign, Sure as De Moivre, without rule or line? Who bid the ftork, Columbus-like, explore

Heav'ns not his own, and worlds unknown before?

Who