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The only point where human blifs ftands ftill,
And takes the good without the fall to ill;
Where only Merit conftant pay receives,
Is bleft in what it takes, and what it gives;
The joy unequal'd if its end it gain,
And, if it lofe, attended with no pain:
Without fatiety, tho' e'er fo bless'd,
And but more relifh'd as the more diftrefs'd.
The broadest mirth unfeeling Folly wears,
Lefs pleating far than Virtue's very tears:
Good from each object, from each place
For ever exercis'd, yet never tir'd;
Never elated while one man 's opprefs'd;
Never dejected while another 's bless'd;
And where no wants, no wishes can remain,
Since but to with more Virtue is to gain.
$48. On the Eternity of the Supreme Being
HAIL, wondrous Being, who in pow'r
Exifts from everlasting! whose great name Deep in the human heart, and ev'ry atom The Air, the Earth, or azure Main contains, In undecypher'd characters is wroteac-Incomprehenfible 1-0 what can words, The weak interpreters of mortal thoughts, Or what can thoughts (tho' wild ofwing they re Thro' the vaft concave of th' æthereal round) If to the Heav'n of Heav'ns they wing their w Advent'rous, like the birds of night they're l And delug'd in the flood of dazzling day.—
See! the fole blifs Heav'n could on all bestow, Which who but feels can tafte; but thinks, can know:
Yet poor with fortune, and with learning blind,
The bad muft mifs; the good, untaught,will find,
Slave to no fect, who takes no private road,
But looks thro' Nature up to Nature's God;
Purfues that chain which links th' immenfe
Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine;
Sces, that no being any blifs can know,
But touches fome above, and fome below;
Learns from this union of the rifing whole,
The firft, laft purpose of the human foul;
And knows where Faith, Law, Morals, all began,
All end in Love of God, and Love of Man.
For him alone, Hope leads from goal to goal,
And opens ftill, and opens on his foul;
Till lengthen'd on to Faith, and unconfin'd,
It pours the blits that fills up all the mind.
He fees why Nature plants in Man alone
Hope of known blifs, and faith in blifs.unknown
(Nature, whofe dictates to no other kind
Are giv'n in vain, but what they feek they find):
Wife is her prefent; fhe connects in this
His greatest Virtue with his greatest Blifs;
At once his own bright profpect to be bleft,
And strongest motive to afft the reft.
Self-love thus pufh'd to focial, to divine,
Gives thee to make thy neighbour's bleffing
Is this too little for the boundless heart? [thine.
Extend it, let thy enemies have part:
Grafp the whole worlds of Reafon, Life, and
In one clofe fyftem of Benevolence: [Senfe,
Happier as kinder, in whate'er degree,
And height of Blifs but height of Charity.
God loves from Whole to Parts: but human
Muft rife from Individual to the Whole. [toul
Self-love but ferves the virtuous mind to wake,
As the finall pebble ftirs the peaceful lake;
The center mov'd, a circle straight fucceeds,
Another ftill, and ftill another ipreads;
Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace;
His country next, and next all human race :
Wide and more wide,th'o'erflowings of the mind
Take ev'ry creature in, of ev'ry kind;
Farth fmiles around,with boundlefsbountybleft,
And Heav'n beholds its image in his breast.
May then the youthful, uninfpired Bard Prefume to hymn th' Eternal? may he foar Where Seraph and where Cherubim on high Refound th' unceafing plaudits, and with th In the grand chorus mix his feeble voice?
He may-if thou, who from the witlefs bal Ordaineft honour, glory, ftrength, and praise Uplift th' unpinion'd Mufe, and deign'ft to aff Great Poet of the Univerfe! his fong.
Before this earthly Planet wound her cour Round Light's perennial fountain; before Lig Herfelf 'gan fhine, and at th' infpiring word Shot to exiftence in a blaze of day; Before "the Morning-Stars together fang,” And hail'd Thee architect of countless worl Thou art-All-glorious, All-beneficent, All Wifdom and Omnipotence Thou art.
But is the æra of Creation fix`d
At when thefe worlds began? Could anght ret
Goodnefs, that knows no bounds, from bleffi
Or keep th' immenfe Artificer in floth? [ev
Avaunt the duft-directed crawling thought,
That Puiance immeasurably vaft,
And Bounty inconceivable, could reft
Content, exhaufted with one week of action
No-in th' exertion of thy righteous pow'r,
Ten thoufand times more active than the Sur
Thou reign'd, and with a mighty hand compo
Systems innumerable, matchless all,
All stampt with thine uncounterfeited feal.
But yet (if ftill to more ftupendous height
TheMufe unblain'd her aching fente may ftra
Perhaps wrapt up ia contemplation deep,
The beft of Beings on the nobleft theme
Might ruminate at leifure, fcope immenfe!
Th' Eternal Pow'r and Gedhead to explore
And with itfelf th' Omniicient Mind-replet
This were enough to fill the boundless All
This were a Sabbath worthy the Supreme
Perhaps enthron'd amidst a choicer few
Of fpirits inferior, he might greatly plan
The two prime Pillars of the Univerfe,
Creation and Redemption-and awhile
Paufe-with the grand prefentiments of gl
Perhaps but all 's conjecture here below,
All ignorance, and self-plum'd vanity-
O Thou, whofe ways to wonder at 's diftr
Whom to defcribe's prefumption (all we can,
And all we may), be glorified, be prais'd. [rith,
A day hall come, when all this Earth fhall pe-
Nor leave behind ev'n Chaos; it fhall come,
When all the armies of the elements
Shall war against themfelves, and mutual rage,
To make Perdition triumph; it fhall come,
When the capacious atmosphere above
Shall in fulphureous thunders groan, and die, Purge Thou my heart, Omnipotent and Good!
Yetwhat we can, we ought;-andtherefore Thou,
And vanish into void, the earth beneath
Shall fever to the centre, and devour
Th' enormous blaze of the deftructive flames.
Ye rocks that mock the ravings of the floods,
And proudly frown upon the impatient deep,
Where is your grandeur now? Ye foaming waves,
That all along th' immenfe Atlantic roar,
In vain ye fwell; will a few drops fuffice
Purge Thou my heart with hyffop, left, like Cain,
I offer fruitiefs facrifice, and with gifts
Tho' Gratitude were bleft with all the powers
Ofend, and not propitiate the Ador`d.
Her bursting heart could long for; tho`the iwift,
The fiery wing'd Imagination foar'd
Beyond Ambition's wish-yet all were vain
Yet itill let Reafon thro' the eye of Faith
To peak him as he is, who is ineffable.
View him with fearful love, let Truth pronounce,
With heav'n-directed hands, confefs his reign,
And let the angelic, archangelic band,
And forms feraphic, with their filver trump
With all the hoits of Heaven, cherubic forms,
And golden lyres attend:-" For thou art holy,
"For thou art one, th' Eternal, who alone
"Exerts all goodnefs, and tranfcends all praife!".
To quench the inextinguifhable fire? [cedars,
Ye mountains, on whole cloud-crown'd tops the
Are leffen'd into shrubs, magnific piles,
That prop the painted chamber of the heavens,
And Ex the earth continual; Athos, where?
Where, Tenerif, 's thy statelinefs to-day?
What, Etna, are thy flames to these? No more
Than the poor glow-worm to the golden fun.
And Adoration on her bended knee,
Nor thall the verdant valleys then remain
Safe in their meek fubmiffion; they the debt
Of nature and of juftice too muit
Yet I muft weep for you, ye rival fair,
Arno and Andalusia; but for thee
More largely, and with filial tears must weep,
O Albion! O my country! Thou muft join,
In vain diffever'd from the reft, must join
The terrors of th' inevitable ruin.
Nor thon, illuftrious monarch of the day;
Nor thou, fair queen of night; nor you, ye stars,} Tho' million leagues and million ftill remote, Shall yet farvive that day; ye must submit, Sharers, not bright (pectators of the scene.
Eternal, as thou wert. Yet ftill furvives The foul of man immortal, perfect now, And candidate for unexpiring joys.
O'er the vague paffage of precarious life;
And winds and waves, and rocks and tempefts,
Enjoy the everlasting calm of Heav'n: [past,
'Tis then, nor fooner, that the deathlefs foul
Shall juitly know its nature and its rife :
'Tis then the human tongue,new-tun'd,fhallgive
Praites more worthy tbe Eternal ear.
But tho' the Earth fhall to the centre perifh, I gladly join your matins, and with you
Nor leave behind ev'n Chaos; tho' the air
With all the elements muft pafs away,
Confefs his prefence, and report his praife.
O Thou, who or the lambkin, or the dove,
Vain as an idiot's dream; tho' the huge rocks, When offer'd by the lowly, meek and poor,
That brandish the tall cedars on their tops,
With bumbler vales mult to perdition yield;
Tho' the gut Sun, and filver-treffed Moon,
With all her bright retinue, muft be loft:
Prefer'ft to pride's whole hecatomb, accept
This mean Effay, nor from thy treafure-houfe
Of glory immense the Orphan's mite exclude.
What tho' the Almighty's regal thronebe rais'd
Yet Thou, Great Father of the world, furviv'ft High o'er yon azure Heaven's exaited dome,
By mortal eye unkenn'd-where Eatt nor West,
Nor South nor bluftering North has breath to
Albeit He there with angels and withfaints[blow;
He comes! he comes! the awful trump I hear; Hold conference, and to his radiant hoit
"Ye tons of Adam, and
To regon Hyperborean, all ye fons,
$42. On the Immensity of the Supreme Being.
The Poet of my God-Awake, my glory,
ONCE more I dare to roufe the founding string,
Awake, my lute and harp-myself shall wake,
Soon as the ftately night-exploding bird
In lively lay fings welcome to the dawn.
Lift ye! how Nature with ten thousand tongues
Begins the grand thanksgiving, Hail, all hail,
Ye tenants of the foreft and the field!
My fellow fubjects of th' Eternal King,
The faming fword's intolerable blaze
I fee! He comes! th' Archangel from above.
Ar ve tenants of the filent grave,
Awake incorruptible, and arile:
From eat to welt, from the Antarctic pole Alike in all his univerfe the fame.
Arife, y tenants of the filent grave,
Whether the mind along the fpangled sky
Measures her pathiefs walk, ftudious to view
The works of valter fabric, where the planets
Weave their harmonious rounds, their march di-
Awake corruptible, and arife."
Tis then, nor looner, that the reftlefs mind Still faithful, still inconftant, to the fun; [recting
Fix'd on the mountain top, fhall look aloft
Shall find itself at home; and like the ark,
Ev'n face to face ftands vifibly confeft;
Yet know, that nor in prefence or in power
Shines he lefs perfect here; 'tis man's dim eye
That makes th' obfcurity. He is the fame;
Or where the comet, thro' space infinite
(Tho' whirling worlds oppofe in globes of fire)
Darts, like a javelin, to his diftant goal; [vens, Nathlefs confpicuous in the linnet's throat
Or where in Heaven above, the Heaven of Hea-
Burn brighter funs, and goodlier planets roll
With fatellites more glorious-Thou art there.
Or whether on the ocean's boisterous back
Thou ride triumphant,and with outstretch'darm
Curb the wild winds and difcipline the billows,
The fuppliant failor finds Thee there, his chief,
His only help-When Thou rebuk 'ft the ftorm,
It ceafes and the veffel gently glides
Along the gloffy level of the calm.
Is his unbounded goodness-Thee her Make
Thee her Preferver chants the in her fong;
While all the emulative vocal tribe
The grateful leffon learn-no other voice
Is heard, no other found-for, in attention
Buried, ev'n babbling Echo holds her peace.
Now from the plains,where theunbounded p Gives liberty her utmoft fcope to range, [f Turn we to yon inclofures, where appears Chequer'd variety in all her forms, O! could I fearch the bosom of the sea, Which the vague mind attract, and still fufp Down the greatdepth defcending,there thy works With sweet perplexity. What are yon towe Would alfo fpeak thy refidence; and there The work of labouring men and clumsy ar Would I, thy fervant, like the ftill profound, Seen with the ringdove's neft? On that tall be Aftonifh'd into filence mufe thy praise! Her penfile houfe the feather'd artist buildsBehold! behold! th' unplanted garden round The rocking winds moleft her not; for fee Of vegetable coral, fea-flowers gay, [tom, With fuch due poife the wond'rous fabric's hi And fhrubs of amber from the pearl-pav'd bot-That, like the compafs in the bark, it keep Rife richly varied, where the finny race True to itself, and stedfast ev'n in storms. In blithe fecurity their gambols play: Thou idiot, that afferts there is no God, While high above their heads Leviathan, View, and be dumb for everThe terror and the glory of the main, His paftime takes with tranfport, proud to The ocean's vaft dominion all his own.
Hence thro' the genial bowels of the earth Eafy may fancy pafs; till at thy mines, Gani or Raclconda, she arrive,
Go bid Vitruvius or Palladio build
feeThe bee his manfion, or the ant her cave-
Go call Correggio, or let Titian come [ch
To paint the hawthorn's bloom, or teach
To blush with just vermillion-Hence awa
Hence, ye profane! for God himself is her
Vain were th' attempt, and impious, to tra
Thro' all his works th' Artificer Divine-
And tho' nor thining fun, nor twinkling f
Bedeck'd the crimson curtains of the sky;
Tho' neither vegetable, beast, nor bird
Were extant on the furface of this ball,
Nor lurking gem beneath; tho' the great
Slept in profound itagnation, and the air
Had left no thunder to pronounce its Mak
Yet man at home, within himfelf, might fi
The Deity immenfe, and in that frame,
So fearfully, so wonderfully made,
See and adore his providence and power-
I fee, and I adore-O God molt bounteou
O infinite of goodness and of glory, [C
The knee that thou haft fhap'd shall be
The tongue which thou haft tun'd shall
And from the adamant's imperial blaze
Form weak ideas of her Maker's glory.
Next to Pegu or Ceylon let me rove,
Where the rich ruby (deem'd by fages old
Of fov`reign virtue) sparkles ev'n like Sirius,
And blushes into flames. Thence will I go
To nndermine the treasure-fertile womb
Of the huge Pyrenean, to detect
The agate and the deep-intrenched gem
Of kindred jafper-Nature in them both
Delights to play the mimic on herself;
And in their veins the oft pourtrays the forms
Of leaning hills, of trees erect, and streams
Now stealing foftly pn, now thundering down
In defperate cafcade, with flowers and beasts,
And all the living landskip of the vale:
In vain thy pencil, Claudio or Pouffin,
Or thine, immortal Guido, would effay
Such skill to imitate-it is the hand
Of God himself-for God himself is there. [vance
Hence with th' afcending fprings let me ad-
Thro' beds of magnets, minerals, and fpar,
Up to the mountains fummit, there t' indulge
Th' ambition of the comprehensive eye,
That dares to call th' horizon all her own.
Behold the foreft, and th' expansive verdure
Of yonder level lawn, whofe imooth-fhorn fod
No object interrupts, unless the oak
His lordly head uprears, and branching arms
Extends Behold in regal folitude,
And paftoral magnificence, he ftands
So fimple, and fo great, the under-wood
. Of meaner rank an awful distance keep.
Yet Thou art there, y' God himself is there,
Ev'n on the buth (tho' not as when to Moles
He fhone in burning majefty reveal'd).
ARISE, divine Urania, with new strain To hymn thy God! and thou, immortal F Arife and blow thy everlasting trump? All glory to the Omnifcient, and praise, And power and domination in the heigh And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whofe vo To pious ears founds filverly fo (weet, Come with thy precious incenfe, bring thy And with thy choicet ftores the altar cro Thou too, my heart, whom He, and He a Who all things knows, can know, with le Regenerate, ant pure, pour all thyself
Angcfice before his throne! Aeternal, high, mysterious tree, Thracentre of the arched heavens [branch terh fruit of knowledge, with fome by humble reach, and blefs my toil! When my mother's womb conceal'd I lay, Amaryo, then my foul thou knew'ft; A her future workings, every thought, And every fit idea yet unform'd. With raperceptible afcent Org ears, led by thy hand, I rose, Pgdual light, that ever dawns
-day, thou didit vouchsafe, At me by that reason thou infpir'dft, That of knowledge in my inind was low, ism, cure,-in Thee is wond'rous, Ex'd, unfearchably profound, Adele folely by itself.
[brutes, Te is that fecret pow'r that guides the Welance calls instinct! 'Tis from Thee; on of thine hands, attintaneous; 'tis thy wisdom T-prolines transparent thro' thy works. pye, or who forewarn'd the jay, 1dly nightshade? Tho' the cherry gler hue, nor does the plum ceming fweets the amorous eye, the fagacious birds, decoyed ance, touch the noxious fruit. Teow to tate is fatal; whence, alarm'd, winnowing winds they work their
refoner, philofophic man, prudence, thou fuch knowledge? tas fall'n into the fnare [-No. 'ooks, of pleafing surface; iles the famith'd pilgrim, and luscious taste, beguil'd, Adam, eats and dies. .com on the leaden feet Exemence, dully tedious, creeps, & vengeance, after long delay. Lage, that nightly trims , inveftigate the powers l, the earth, the air, egions of the foffil world, towing what he ne'er fhall find; till haply at the laft tben fhapes it into mountains, brics from conjecture builds: tic animal, that guards urs his threshold, if opprefs'd krefs, at his master's feet and his fervices might claim, phyúcian, knows the cafe, enetic herbage works his cure. the feather'd matron * fcreams, od alarms! The docile crew mal one and all, expert Nature and unlearn'd deccit: in counterfeited death, they lie; full well appriz'd aus adverfary's near.
But who inform'd her of th'approaching danger?
Who taught the cautious mother, that the hawk
Was hatch'd her foe,and liv'd by her destruction?
Her own prophetic foul is active in her,
And more than human providence her guard.
When Philomela, ere the cold domain
Of crippled Winter 'gins t' advance, prepares
Her annual flight, and in fome poplar fhade
Takes her melodious leave, who then 's her pilot?
Who points her paffage thro' the fathless void
To realms from us remote, to us unknown?
Her fcience is the fcience of her God.
Not the magnetic index to the North
E'erafcertains her course, nor buoy, nor beacon:
She, Heaven-taught voyager, that fails in air,
Courts nor coy Weft nor East, but inftant knows
What Newton or not fought, or fought in vain t
Illuftrious name! irrefragable proof
Of man's vaft genius, and the soaring foul!
Yet what wert thou to Him, who knew his works
Before creation form'd them, long before
He meafur'd in the hollow of his hand
Th' exulting ocean, and the highest heavens
He comprehended with a span, and weigh'd
The mighty mountains in his golden fcales;
Who fhone fupreme, who was himself the light,
Ere yet Refraction learn'd her skill to paint,
And bend athwart the clouds her beauteous bow.
When Knowledge at her father's dread com-
Refign'd to Ifrael's king her golden key,
O! to have join'd the frequent audito 's
In wonder and delight, that whilom heard
Great Solomon defcanting on the brutes.
O! how fublimely glorious to apply
To God's own honour, and good-will to man,
That wisdom he alone of men poffefs'd
In plenitude fo rich, and fcope fo rare.
How did he roufe the pamper'd filken fons
Of bloated Eafe, by placing to their view
The fage induftrious Ant, the wifeft infect,
And beft œconomist of all the field!
Tho' fhe prefumes not by the folar orb
To measure times and feafons, nor confults
Chaldean calculations, for a guide;
Yet, confcious that December's on the march,
Pointing with icy hand to Want and Woe,
She waits his dire approach, and undismay'd
Receives him as a welcome gueft, prepar'd
Against the churlish Winter's fiercest blow.
For when as yet the favourable Sun
Gives to the genial earth th' enlivening ray,
Not the poor fuffering flave, that hourly toils
To rive the groaning earth for ill-fought gold,
Endures fuch trouble, fuch fatigue, as fhe;
While all her fubterraneous avenues, [meet
And ftorm-proof cells, with management most
And unexampled housewifery the forms:
Then to the field fhe hies, and on her back,
Burden immenfe! fhe bears the cumbrous corn.
Then many a weary step, and many a strain,
And many a grievous groan fubdu'd, at length
Up the huge hill the hardly heaves it home,
Nor refts the here her providence, but nips
With fubtle tooth the grain, left from her garner
In mifchievous fertility it fteal,
And back to day-light vegetate its way.
Go to the Ant, thou fluggard, learn to live,
And by her wary ways reform thine own.
But if thy deaden'd fenfe, and littlefs thought,
More glaring evidence demand; behold,
Where yon pellucid populous hive presents
A yet uncopied model to the world!
There Machiavel in the reflecting glafs
May read himself a fool. The chemist there
May with aftonishment invidious view
His toils outdone by each plebeian bee,
Who, at the royal mandate, on the wing,
From various herbs, and from difcordant flowers,
A perfect harmony of fweets compounds.
Avaunt, Conceit! Ambition, take thy flight
Back to the Prince of vanity and air!
O! 'tis a thought of energy moft piercing; [force
Form'd to make pride grow humble; form'd to
Its weight on the reluctant mind, and give her
A true but irk fome image of herself.
Woeful viciffitude! when man, fallen man,
Whofirft from Heaven,from gracious God himself
Learn'd knowledge of the brutes, must know, by
Inftructed and reproach'd, the fcale of being;
By flow degrees from lowly steps ascend,
And trace Omnifcience upwards to its fpring!
Yet murmur not, but praife-for tho' we ftand
Of many a godlike privilege amerc'd
By Adam's dire tranfgreffion; tho' no more
Is Paradife our home, but o'er the portal
Hangs in terrific pomp the burning blade;
Still with ten thousand beauties bloom the earth,
Withpleafures populous,andwith richescrown'd.
Still is there fcope for wonder and for love
Ev'n to their laff exertion-fhowers of bleffings
Far more than human virtue can deserve,
Or hope expect, or gratitude return.
Then, O ye people, O ye fons of men,
Whatever be the colour of your lives,
Whatever portion of itself his wifdom
Shall deign t' allow, ftill patiently abide,
And praife him more and more; nor cease to chant
"All glory to th' Omnifcient, and praise,
"And pow'r, and domination in the height!
"And thou, cherubic Gratitude, whofe voice
"To pious ears founds filverly fo fweet,
"Come with thy precious incenfe,bring thygifts,
"And with thy choiceft ftores the altar crown."
$44. On the Porver of the Supreme Being. Smart.
"TREMBLE, thou Earth!" th' anointed poet
"At God's bright prefence; tremble all ye
"And all ye hillocks on the furface bound!"
Then once again, ye glorious thunders, roll!
The Mule with tranfport hears ye; once again
Convulfe the folid continent! and shake,
Grand mufic of Omnipotence, the ifles!
Tis thy terrific voice, thou God of power,
Tis thy terrific voice; all nature hears it,
Awaken'd and alarm'd; the feels its force;
In every fpring the feels it, every wheel,
And every movement of her vaft machine.
Behold! quakes Apennine; behold! recoilsi
Athos; and all the hoary headed Alps
Leap from their bafes at the god-like found.
But what is this, celeftial tho' the note,
And proclamation of the reign fupreme,
Compar'd with fuch as, for a mortal ear
Too great, amaze the incorporeal worlds?
Should Ocean to his congregated waves
Call in each river, cataract, and lake,
And with the wat’ry world down a huge roc
Fall headlong in one horrible cafcade,
'Twere but the echo of the parting breeze,
When zephyr faints upon the lily's breaft,
Twere but the ceafing of fome inftrument,
When the laft lingering undulation
Dies on the doubting car, if nam'd with four
So mighty! fo ftupendous! fo divine!
But not alone in the aërial vault
Does He the dread theocracy maintain;
For oft, enrag'd with his inteftine thunders,
He harrows up the bowels of the earth,
And fhocks the central magnet-Cities the
Totter on their foundations, ftately column
Magnific walls, and heaven-affaulting fpires
What tho' in haughty eminence erect
Stands the ftrong citadel, and frowns defian
On adverfe hofts; tho' many a bastion jut
Forth from the rampart's elevated mound;
Vain the poor providence of human art,
And mortal ftrength how vain! while underne
Triumphs his mining vengeance in th' upro
Of thatter'd towers, riven rocks, and mountai
With clamour inconceivable uptorn,
And hurl'dadownth' abyfs. Sulphureous pyri
Burtting abrupt from darkness into day,
With din outrageous and destructive ire,
Augment the hideous tumult, while it wou
The afflictive ear, and terrifies the eye, [
And rends the heart in twain. Twice have
Within Augufta's walls, twice have we felt
Thy threaten'd indignation: but even Tho
Incens'd Omnipotent, art gracious ever;
Thy goodness infinite but mildly warn'd us
With mercy-blended wrath; O fpare us ftil
Nor fend more dire conviction! We confei
That thou art He, th' Almighty: we believ
For at thy righteous power whoie fyftems qua
For at thy nod tremble ten thousand worlds
Hark! on the wing'd whirlwinds rapid ra
Which is and is not in a moment-hark!
On th' hurricane's tempeftuous fweep he rid
Invincible, and oaks, and pines, and cedar
And forefts are no more. For, conflict dread
The Weft encounters Eaft, and Notus met
In his career the Hyperborean blast.
The lordly lions thuddering feek their den
And fly like timorous deer; the king of bi
Who dar'd the folar ray, is weak of wing,
And faints,andfalls,and dies;-while He fupr
Stands stedfast in the centre of the storm.
Wherefore ye objects terrible and great,