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A caft unlike the triumph of the proud;
A modest aspect, and a smile at heart.

TRUE GREATNESS.

Who noble ends by noble means obtains,
Or failing, fmiles in exile or in chains,
Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed
Like Socrates, that man is great indeed.

THE TEAR OF SYMPATHY.

No radiant pearl, which crefted fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from beauty's ears,
Nor the bright stars, which night's blue arch adorn,.
Nor rifing funs that gild the vernal morn,
Shine with fuch luftre, as the tear that breaks,
For others' wo, down Virtue's manly cheeks.

SECTION II.

VERSES IN WHICH THE LINES ARE OF DIFFER.ENT LENGTH,

BLISS OF CELESTIAL ORIGIN.

RESTLESS mortals toil for nought;

Blifs in vain from earth is fought;

Blifs, a native of the sky,

Never anders. Mortals, try;
There you cannot feek in vain;,
For to feek her is to gain.

THE PASSIONS?

The paffions are a num'rous croud,
Imperious, pofitive, and loud.
Curb these licentious fons of strife;
Hence chiefly rife the ftorms of life:
If they grow mutinous, and rave,
They are thy masters, thou their flave.

TRUST IN PROVIDENCE RECOMMENDED.

"Tis Providence alone fecures,

In ev'ry change, both mine and yours.
Safety confifts not in escape

From dangers of a frightful fhape:
An earthquake may be bid to fpare
The man that's ftrangled by a hair,

Fate fteals along with filent tread,
Found oft'neft in what least we dread;
Frowns in the storm with angry brow,
But in the sunshine strikes the blow.

EPITAPH.

How lov'd, how valu'd once, avails thee not,
To whom related, or by whom begot:

A heap of duft alone remains of thee;
'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be.

FAME.

All fame is foreign, but of true desert;
Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart.
One felf-approving hour whole years outweighs
Of ftupid ftarers, and of loud huzzas;

And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels,
Than Cæfar with a fenate at his heels.

VIRTUE THE GUARDIAN OF YOUTH.

Down the smooth stream of life the strippling darts,
Gay as the morn; bright glows the vernal fky,
Hope fwells his fails, and paffion fteers his courfe.
Safe glides his little bark along the fhore,
Where virtue takes her ftand: but if too far
He launches forth beyond discretion's mark,
Sudden the tempeft fcowls, the furges roar,
Blot his fair day, and plunge him in the deep.

SUNRISE.

But yonder comes the pow'rful king of day,
Rejoicing in the east. The lefs'ning cloud,
The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow,
Illum'd with fluid gold, his near approach.
Betoken glad. Lo, now, apparent all
Aflant the dew-bright earth, and colour'd air,
He looks in boundlefs majesty abroad;

And fheds the shining day, that burnished plays
On rocks, and hills, and towr's, and wand'ring streams,
High gleaming from afar.

SELF GOVERNMENT.

May I govern my paffions with abfolute sway;
And grow wifer and better as life wears away.

SHEPHERD.

On a mountain, ftretch'd beneath a hoary willow,
Lay a fhepherd fwain, and view'd the rolling billow.

VERSES

SECTION III.

CONTAINING EXCLAMATIONS, INTERROGA-
TIONS, AND PARENTHESIS.

COMPETENCE.

A COMPETENCE is all we can enjoy :

Oh! be content, where Heav'n can give no more!

REFLECTION ESSENTIAL TO HAPPINESS.

Much joy not only speaks small happiness,
But happiness that fhorlty muft expire.
Can joy unbottcm'd.in reflection, stand?
And, in a tempest, can reflection live?

FRIENDSHIP.

Can gold gain friendship? Impudence of hope!
As well mere man an angel might beget.
Love, and love only, is the loan for love.
Lorenzo pride reprefs; nor hope to find
A friend, but what has found a freind in thee,
All like the purchase; few the price will pay :
And this makes friends fuch miracles below.

PATIENCE.

Beware of defp'rate fteps. The darkest day
(Live till tomorrow) will have pafs'd away.

LUXURY.

O luxury!

Bane of elated life, of affluent states,

What dreary change, what ruin is not thine!
How doth thy bowl intoxicate the mind!
To the soft entrance of thy rofy cave,
How doft thou lure the fortunate and great *
Dreadful attraction!

VIRTUOUS ACTIVITY.

Seize mortals! feize the tranfient hour
Improve each moment as it flies:
Life's a fhort fummer-man a flow'r ;
He dies-Alas! how foon he dies !

THE SOURCE OF HAPPINESS.

Reason's whole pleafure, all the joys of fenfe,
Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence ::
But health confifts with temperance alone;
And peace, O virtue ! peace is all thy own.

PLACID EMOTION.

Who can forbear to fmile with nature? Can
The ftormy paffions in the bofom roll,
While ev'ry gale is peace, and ev'ry grove
Is melody?

SOLITUDE.*

O facred folitude !'divine retreat !

Choice of the prudent! envy of the great!
By thy pure ftream, or in thy waving fhade,
We court fair wisdom, that celestial maid :
The genuine offspring of her lov'd embrace,
(Strangers on earth,) are innocence and peace.
There, from the ways of men laid safe ashore,
We fmile to hear the diftant tempeft roar ;
There, blefs'd with health, with bus'nefs unperplex'd,
This life we relish, and enfure the next.

PRESUME NOT ON TOMORROW.

In human hearts what bolder thought can rife,
Than man's prefumption on tomorrow's dawn?
Where is tomorrow? In another world.
For numbers this is certain; the reverse

Is fure to none.

Dum vivimus vivamus.

Whilft we live, let us live.

"Live, while you live," the epicure would fay,
"And feize the pleafures of the present day."
"Live while you live," the facred preacher cries;
"And give to God each moment as it flies."
Lord! in my views, let both united be;
I live in pleasure, when I live to thee !

DODDRIDGES

By folitude here is meant, a temporary feclufion from the

world.

SECTION IV.

VERSES IN VARIOUS FORMS.

THE SECURITY OF VIRTUE.

Let coward guilt, with pallid fear,
To fhelt'ring caverns fly,

And juftly dread the vengeful fate,
That thunders through the fky.
Protected by that hand, whofe law
The threat'ning ftorms obey,
Intrepid virtue fmiles fecure,
As in the blaze of day.

RESIGNATION.

And O! by error's force fubdued,
Since oft my stubborn will
Prepoft'rous fhuns the latent good,
And grafps the fpecious ill.
Not to my wifh, but to my want,
Do thou thy gifts apply;

Unafk'd what good thou knoweft grant;
What ill, though afk'd, deny.

COMPASSION.

I have found out a gift for

my fair ;

I have found where the wood-pigeons breed: But let me that plunder forbear!

She will fay, 'tis a barbarous deed.

For he ne'er can be true, fhe averr'd,
Who can rob a poor bird of its young
And I lov'd her the more, when I heard
Such tenderness fall from her tongue.

EPITAPH.

Here refts his head upon the lap of earth,
A youth to fortune and to fame unknown;
Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth,
And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Large was his bounty, and his foul fincere ;

Heav'n did a recompenfe as largely fend:

He gave to mis'ry all he had-a tear;

He gain'd from Heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend

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