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That from her lover's sight no more retir'd,
In useless grace, she scorn to be admir'd;
No more like thee, some lonely ruin near,
She give her fragrance to th' unthankful air.

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EPITAPH

For an Infant, who Died at Two Years of Age, of a Dropsy in the Brain.

Written at the Request of the Mother.

FAREWELL, my babe, my beauteous Caroline!
At whose sad fate in anguish I repine,
Although sev'n children favour'd I behold,
And in my heart successively enfold;
Yet, as she was a most endearing child,
Obedient, patient, playful, fond, and mild,
Still the sweet hope will in my bosom rise,
My bud of earth shall blossom in the skies.

LINES

ON THE DEATH OF THE CELEBRATED

JOHN WESLEY.

FOR many a year on sacred duty bent,
Through many a realm with pious zeal he went,
His mind with honesty and candour fraught,
The preacher lov'd to practise what he taught.
O reader, give to him thy free and just applause,
Who bravely fought Religion's sacred cause.
It boots not to the virtuous and sincere,
Whatever sect's or country's name they bear;
For still is indiscriminately giv'n,

To all who God obey, a seat in heav'n.
His death the weeping negro shall lament,
Who for his good, his freedom was intent.

And many a virtue which he lov'd shall mourn,
In tears shall sorrow o'er his rev'rend urn.
E'en meek, Religion shall awhile repair,
To make a transient lamentation there.
But long Religion shall not mourn her friend,
Nor long in sorrow o'er his ashes bend;
Since He magnificent supports her cause,
And gives in Wisdom and in Love her laws,
Who to high heav'n uplifts his potent hand,
And says, "My throne eternally shall stand."

IMITATION

Of a beautiful Passage in JOB, xxxiii. 12, &c.
BEHOLD, O Job, thy fond fallacious plan,
For I will tell thee God is more than man.
Why wilt thou stubborn still against him strive?
Will he to thy reproof his actions give?
For with his Spirit's gentle voice and soft,
To inattentive man he speaketh oft,

In dreams, in awful visions of the night *,
In sleep profound, or when in slumb'rings light;
He op'neth then the mental ears of men,
And sealeth their divine instruction then;
From their unhallow'd purposes to draw,
And with humility to teach his law.

God keepeth man from the destroying sword,
Preserveth life by his salubrious word.
He groans with inward pain upon his bed,
Where sleep its opiate soft neglects to shed,
With mental and corporeal anguish torn,
Watching the slow return of balmy morn.
At length his soul contemns his wonted bread,
And all the dainty meat on which he fed ;

• I have borne a particular regard for this passage of Scripture, from experimentally, in my own person, knowing it to be true. Above thirty years ago I had a vision in my sleep, which declared to me numerous circumstances in my life which have actually come to pass.

His flesh through misery consumes away,
And his bones thrust themselves to open day;
His soul approaches hasty to the grave,
While medicine seems impotent to save.
But if he keep his wayward soul from sin,
Duly attentive to the light within,

His flesh yet fresher than a child's shall grow,
And like the eagle he new life shall know.
If unto God his earnest pray'r he give,
He from above sweet favour shall receive.
For God will render his deserts to man,
Nor too severely will his errors scan.
He ne'er from penitence will hide his face,
But will reward it with enlight'ning grace,
Will lead it to the blissful scenes above,
Where Wisdom dwells eternally with Love.

THE OAK.

BEHOLD yon oak upon the mountain's brow,
With his cast leaves dispersed wide below,
With branches from his trunk substantial borne,
Which heav'n's indignant fire hath lately torn!
Yet when the genial spring renews the year,
In a green robe he shall again appear;
And soon shall other vig'rous branches rise,
And throw their arms gigantic to the skies.
So shall returning Isr'el sprout and bloom,
When they have past the winter of their doom.
Yon oak a variable youth shall show;
Yon oak again the fire of heav'n may know.
But Isr'el never shall decay in grace,
A spring immortal shall attend the race;
And they no more the fire of heav'n shall know,
But it shall fall upon their impious foe.

Una Eurusque Notusque ruunt, creberque procellis

Africus.

Virgil. A

LET shallow barks, upon the glassy breast
Of Ocean, frolic in the western wind
Wanton and careless ; let them spread abroad
Their flimsy sails to catch the gentle breath
Of zephyr, with their streamers all display'd,
With oars from dulcet music beating time,
Adown the tide triumphant make their way.
But when rough Boreas furious rushes forth,
With danger circled, and in terror clad;
When be more hideous howls than midnight yell
Of hungry wolves to traveller forlorn
Upon the Alps, gaunt tenants of the wild!
And the dark clouds amid the troubled air
Whirls discontinuous, which anon descend
Huge cataracts, as if another sea

Were bursting from the wat'ry skies above,
With that below to mingle and unite;
Then cautious let them seek the shore, for then
None but the oak-ribb'd vessel rides the storm.
When the grim waves aloft their foamy heads
Contort, then through the liquid hills she vaults,
Unshatter'd, undeforin'd, unriv'n, unscath'd,
Though her decks quiver, and her timbers crack,
When thunders rattle, and when lightnings flash,
And Nature all-convuls'd the hurly joins:
Tremendous pomp! horror magnificent!
So may oak-hearted Britain brave the storm,
(Through the kind aid of faithful Providence)
The uproar of that fierce unceasing war,
Which nations desolates, and kings dethrones.
May Britain gain the favour and the help
Of the war's Master, and the storm's dread King,
(The Lord of Thunder, and the Lord of Hosts)
By breaking Africa's unworthy bonds;
By the mild treatment of blind Isr'el's sons,
And teaching them their true Messiah, Christ;

By spreading through the nations of the Earth,
China, and Tartary, and all besides,
The Book of Books, the Bible uncorrupt;
And by those charities which much invite
Man's admiration, and th'applause of Heav'nt.

+ Archbishop Tillotson used to think that the religious and hu mane institutions in London would, in future keep the wrath of Heaven from the city. And it is remarkable how of late the metropolis has escaped from public calamities, while other large cities in the world have suffered. The great fire and the great plague in London happened before Tillotson's time. By the increase of our charities, and especially by the diffusion of the Bible in the most liberal and extensive manner, which sacred book is an encourage. ment to all charity whatever, the wrath of Heaven may in a great measure be averted from the nation at large. It is said of charity in Ecclesiasticus. It shall fight for thee against thine enemies, better than a mighty shield and strong spear."

HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS

ADDRESSED TO THE

HEBREW NATION.

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms, and hymns, and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.”

HYMN I.

JUDAH AWAKENED.

Colossians, iii. 16.

The Lord also shall save the tents of Judah first. Zechariah, xii. 7.

1 THE darksome night is almost gone,

And the bright morn is coming on;
O Judah, now 'tis time to wake,
Thy long lethargic slumbers break.

2 Refresh'd, a giant-like with wine,
Rise, and to God thy heart incline;
Go, in the terror of the Lord,
Go, and in thunder spread his word.

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