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Or, should fate lead him to some safer shore,
Where panthers never prowl, nor lions roar,
Where liberal nature all her charms bestows,
Suns shine, biro sing, flowers bloom, and water flows;
Fool, dost thou think he'd revel on the store,
Absolve the care of Heav'n, nor ask for more?
Though waters flow'd, flow'rs bloom'd, and Phoebus
shone,

He'd sigh, he'd murmur, that he was alone.
For know, the Maker on the human breast,
A sense of kindred, country, man, impress'd.
11. Though nature's works the ruling mind declare,
And well deserve inquiry's serious care,
The God, (whate'er misanthropy may say,)
Shines, beams in man with most unclouded ray.
What boots it thee to fly from pole to pole?
Hang o'er the sun, and with the planets roll?
What boots through space's furthest bourns to roam ?
If thou, O man, a stranger art at home.

Then know thyself, the human mind survey;
The use, the pleasure, will the toil repay.
12. Nor study only, practice what you know
Your life, your knowledge, to mankind you owe.
With Plato's olive wreath the bays entwine;
Those who in study, should in practice shine.
Say, does the learned lord of Hagley's shade,
Charm man so much by mossy fountains laid,
As when arous'd, he stems corruption's course,
And shakes the senate with a Tilly's force?
When freedom gasp'd beneath a Cæsar's feet,
Then public virtue might to shades retreat:
But where she breathes, the least may useful be,
And freedom, Britain, still belongs to thee.

13. Though man's ungrateful, or though fortune frown;
Is the reward of worth a song, or crown?
Nor yet unrecompens'd are virtue's pains;
Good Allen lives, and bounteous Brunswick reigns.
On each condition disappointments wait,
Enter the hut, and force the guarded gate.
Nor dare repine, though early friendship bleed,
From love, the world, and all its cares, he's freed.
But know, adversity's the child of God:

Whom Heaven approves of most, must feel her rod.
When smooth old Ocean, and each storm's asleep,
Then ignorance may plough the watery deep;
But when the demons of the tempest rave,
Skill must conduct the vessel through the wave.

14 Sidney, what good man envies not thy blow?
Who would not wish Anytus*—for a foe ?
Intrepid virtue triumphs over fate;
The good can never be unfortunate;
And be this maxim graven in thy mind;
The height of virtue is, to serve mankind.
But when old age has silver'd o'er thy head,
When memory fails, and all thy vigour's fled,
Then mayst thou seek the stillness of retreat,
Then hear aloof the human tempest beat;
Then will I greet thee to my woodland cave,
Allay the pangs of age, and smooth thy grave.
GRAINGER

* One of the accusers of Socrates.

FINIS.

WATTS & RIPPON.

DAVID CLARK respectfully informs the public that he has published a second edition of that valuable Hymn Book published by Messrs. Anderson & Meehan, in the year 1820, containing in one volume, the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts, as arranged by Dr. Rippon, with Dr. Rippon's Selection. The propriety of including both these works in one volume will appear, when it is considered that Dr. Rippon originally designed his Selection to be an Appendix to the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts. As to form, the second edition differs from the first, in being printed with larger type, and on a larger page. As to matter, no alteration whatever is made, either in the Hymns or their arrangement, but into the Indexes of the work a valuable improvement is introduced. In the first edition there were distinct sets of Indexes of first lines of Scriptures and of subjects for the two parts of the work. In the present edition the Indexes of the Selection are, with out any omission, incorporated with those of the arrangement, so as to make one complete Index for the whole volume,

The work is embellished with a Vignette Title, and a Portrait of Dr. Watts. A Portrait of Dr. Rippon will be added as soon as it can be obtained.

This Hymn Book is printed on fine paper, from new stereotype plates, and is handsomely and strongly bound in sheep. The price for a single copy is one dollar. Six copies can be had for $5, and thirteen for $10. To book seller or others taking a larger number of copies, a more liberal discount will be made. Orders from a distance enclosing the money should be ad dressed to David Clark, No. 118 N. Fourth st. or to the Agent of the Baptist General Tract Society, Philadelphia, and will receive prompt attention. Persons sending for books, will please be particular in stating the number wanted, and the way in which they are to be forwarded.

P. S. An Appendix of Sixty Hymns selected by W. T. Brantly, has been stereotyped and printed with some of the above. The whole work is sold at 81 124 each, or at the same rate of discount for a larger number,

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