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.—

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,
pay.
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.

Smart.

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.

heirs of heaven

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-

ye

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)

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Darts,

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

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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
brutes

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."

ΤΩ ΘΕΩ ΔΟΞΑ.

$44. On the Porver of the Supreme Being. Smart.
"TREMBLE, thou Earth!" th' anointed poet
faid,
[mountains!
"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,

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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,