But Hymen's kinder flames unite; And burn for ever one; SEMICHORUS. Oh fource of ev'ry focial tye, United wifh, and mutual joy! What various joys on one attend, As fon, as father, brother, hufband, friend? 25 While thousand grateful thoughts arife; 30 Or meets his fpoufe's fonder eye; Or views his smiling progeny; What tender paffions take their turns, His heart now melts, now leaps, now burns, CHORU S. Hence guilty joys, diftaftes, furmizes, Hence falfe tears, deceits, difguifes, Dangers, doubts, delays, furprizes; Fires that fcorch, yet dare not shine: Pureft love's unwafting treasure, 36 40 ODE on SOLITUDE. HAPPY the man, whose wish and care few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whofe herds with milk, whofe fields with bread; 5 Bleft, who can unconcern'dly find In health of body, peace of mind, Sound fleep by night; ftudy and ease, And innocence, which moft does please. Thus let me live, unfeen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone, Tell where I lie. a This was a very early production of our Author, written at about twelve years old. The dying Chriftian to his SouL. O DE, I. ITAL fpark of heav'nly flame : II. Hark! they whisper; Angels fay, Steals my fenfes, thuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath? III. The world recedes; it difappears! 5 IQ Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears With founds feraphic ring: 15 Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! |