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rich the treasure, s i
sweet the pleasure; color : sweet is pleasure after pain. 'I , Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain;
fought all his battles o'er again; [the slain. and thrice he routed all his foes; and thrice he slew
The master saw the madness rise;
He chose a mournful Muse
by too severe a fate;
and weltering in his blood; .. deserted, at his utmost need, by those his former bounty fed: ".. on the bare earth expos'd he lies, with not a friend to close his eyes. With down-cast looks the joyless victor sate revolving in his alter'd soul
the various turns of chapce below;
the various turns of chance below;
and tears began to flow. No. 77.
The mighty master smild, to see
Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,
soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures.
War, he sung, is toil and trouble; : ; ? .. honour but an empty bubble;
, never ending, still beginning,
if the world be worth thy winning,
lovely Thais sits beside thee, .
take the good the gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause; so Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain,
gaz'd on the fair
who caus'd his care and sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd,
sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again: :
gaz'd on the fair
who caus'd his care, and sigh'd and look’d, sigh'd and look'd,
sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again: at length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, the vanquish'd victor sunk upon her brcast. Now strike the golden lyre again : a louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder,
www and rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder.
Hark, hark, the horrid sound
bas rais'd up his head: ..
as awak'd from the dead,. .
and amaz'd, he stares around.
see the furies arise:
how they biss in their hair,
behold a ghastly band,,", i;
each a torch in his hand; thoseare Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain,
and unbury'd remain
inglorious on the plain:' : . give the vengeance due ..
to the valiant crew," ! bebold how they toss their torches on high,
how they point to the Persian abodes, and glittering temples of their hostile gods. The princes applaud, with a furious joy; and the king seiz'da flambeau with zeal to destroy;
Thais led the way,
to light him to his prey, and, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.
CHORUS And the king seiz’da flambeau with zealto destroy;
Thais led the way,
to light him to his prey, and, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.,
. Thus, long ago,
, while orgáns yet weré mute;
and sounding lyre,
could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
At last divine Cecilia came,
inventress of the vocal frame; the sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store,
enlarg’d the former narrow bounds,
and added length to solemn sounds, with nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown be Let old Timotheus yield the prize, [fore.
or both divide the crown;
inventress of the vocal frame;
enlarg'd the former narrow bounds,
and added length to solemn sounds, with nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown be
Let old Timotheus yield the prize,' [fore.
THE CHARACTER OF A GOOD PARSON. A parish priest was of the pilgrim train; an awful, reverend, and religious man. His eyes diffus'd a venerable grace, and charity itself was in his face. Rich was his soul, tho' his attire was poor (as God hath cloth'd his own ambassador): for such, on earth, his bless'd Redeemer bore. Of sixty years he seem'd; and well might last to sixty more, but that he liv'd too fast; refign'd himself to soul, to curb the sense; and made almost a sin of abstinence.
Yet, had his aspect nothing of severe, but such a face as promis'd him sincere, Nothing reserv'd or sullen was to see: but sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: . mild was his accent, and his action free. With eloquence innate his tongue was arm'd; tho' harsh the precept, yet the people charm'd. For, letting down the golden chain from high, he drew his audience upward to the sky: and oft with holy hymns he charm'd their ears (a music more melodious than the spheres): for David left him, when he went to rest, his lyre; and after him he sung the best. He bore his great commission in his look: but sweetly temper'd awe; and soften'd all he spoke. He preach'd the joys of heaven, and pains of hell, and warn'd the sinner with becoming zeal; but, on eternal mercy lov'd to dwell. He taught the gospel rather than the law; and forc'd himself to drive; but lov'd to draw. For frar but freezes minds : but love, like heat, exhales the soul sublime, to seek her native seat, to threats the stubborn sinner oft is hard, wrapp'd in his crimes, against the storm prepard, but, when the milder beams of mercy play, be melts, and throws his cumbrous cloak away. Lightning and thunder (heaven's artillery) as harbingers before th' Almighty fly: those but proclaim his style, and disappear; the stiller sound succeeds, and God is there.
The tithes, his parish freely paid, he took ; . but never sued, or curs!d with bell or book. With patience bearing wrong; bụt offering none; since every man is free to lose his own.