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Let reverence of thyself thy thoughts control,
And guard the sacred temple of thy soul.
Let justice o'er thy word and deed preside,
And reason ev'n thy meanest actions guide :
For know that death is man's appointed doom, 35
Know that the day of great account will come,
When thy past life shall strictly be survey'd,
Each word, each deed, be in the balance laid,
And all the good and all the ill most juftly be repaid.
For wealth, the perishing, uncertain good, 40
Ebbing and flowing like the fickle flood,
That knows no sure, no fix'd abiding-place,
But wandering loves from hand to hand to pass;
Revolve the getter's joy and loser's pain,
And think if it be worth thy while to gain. 45
Of all those forrows that attend mankind,
With patience bear the lot to thee assign'd;
Nor think it chance, nor murmur at the load;
For know what man calls Fortune is from Gou,
In what thou may'st, from wisdom seek relief, 5.
And let her healing hand afswage thy grief;
Yet still whate'er the righteous doom ordains,
What cause foever inultiplies thy pains,
Let not those pains as ills be understood;
For God delights not to affli&t the good.

The reasoning art, to various ends apply'd,
Is oft a sure, but oft an erring guide.
Thy judgment therefore found and cool preserve,
Nor lightly from thy resolution swerve;
The dazzling pomp of words does.oft deceive, 60
And sweet persuasion wins the easy to believe.


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When fools and lyars labour to persuade,
Be dumb, and let the babblers vainly plead.

This above all, this precept chiefly learn,
This nearly does, and firit, thyself concern ;
Let not example, let no soothing tongue,


thee with a Syren's song,
To do thy soul's immortal essence wrong.
Of good and ill by words or deeds exprest,
Choose for thyself, and always choose the best.

Let wary thought each enterprize forerun,
And ponder on thy task before begun,
Left folly should the wretched work deface,
And mock thy fruitless labours with disgrace.
Fools huddle on, and always are in haste,

Act without thought, and thoughtless words they waste.
But thou, in all thou dost, with early cares
Strive to prevent at first a fate like theirs ;
That sorrow on the end may never wait,
Nor sharp repentance make thee wise too late. 80

Beware thy meduling hand in aught to try,
That does beyond thy reach of knowledge lie;
But ieek to know, and bend thy serious thought
To search the profitable knowledge out.
So joys on joys for ever shall increase,
Wisdom shall crown thy labours, and shall bless
Thy life with pleasure, and thy end with peace,

Nor let the body want its part, but share
A just proportion of thy tender care :
For health and welfare prudently provide,
And let its lawful wants be all supply d.

90 Let


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Let sober draughts refresh, and wholesome fare
Decaying nature's wasted force repair;
And sprightly exercise the duller spirits chear.
In all things still which to this care belong,
Observe this rule, to guard thy foul from wrong. 95
By virtuous use thy life and manners frame,
Manly and simply pure, and free from blame.

Provoke not envy's deadly rage, but fly
The glancing curse of her malicious eye.

Seek not in needless luxury to waste
Thy wealth and substance with a spendthrift's haste.
Yet flying these, be watchful, left thy inind,
Prone to extremes, an equal danger find,
And be to sordid avarice inclin'd.
Distant alike from each, to neither lean,

105 But ever keep the happy Golden Mean,

Be careful still to guard thy soul from wrong,
And let thy thought prevent thy hand and tongue.

Let not the stealing God of Sleep surprize,
Nor creep in slumbers on thy weary eyes,
Ere every action of the former day
Striāly thou doft and righteously furvey.
With reverence at thy own tribunal stand,
And answer justly to thy own demand.
Where have I been? In what have I trangress'd? 115
What good or ill has this day's life express’d ?
Where have I fail'd in what I ought to do?
In what to God, to man, or to myself I owe ?
Inquire severe what-e'er from first to last,
From morning's dawn,till evening's gloom, has prst. 120

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If evil were thy deeds, repenting mourn,
And let thy soul with strong remorse he torn.
If good, the good with peace of mind repay,
And to thy secret self with pleasure say,
Rejoice, my heart, for all went well to-day.
These thoughts, and chiefly these thy mind should

Employ thy study, and engage thy love.
These are the rules which will to Virtue lead,
And teach thy feet her heavenly paths to tread.
This by his name I swear, whose sacred lore
First to mankind explain'd the mystic Four,
Source of eternal nature and almighty power.

In all thou dost first let thy prayers ascend,
And to thy gods thy labours first commend :
From them implore success, and hope a profperous end.
So fhall thy abler mind be taught to soar,
And wisdoon in her secret ways explore;
To range through heaven above and earth below,
Immortal gods and mortal men to know.
So shalt thou learn what power does all control, 14.0
What bounds the parts, and what unites the whole :
And rightly judge, in all this wondrous frame,
How universal Nature is the same
So thalt thou ne'er thy vain affections place
On hopes of what shall never come to pass. 145

Man, wretched inan, thou shalt be taught to know, Who bears within himself the inborn cause of woe. Unhappy race ! that never yet could tell, low near their good and happiness they dwell.


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Depriv'd of sense, they neither hear nor see;

Fetter'd in vice, they seek not to be free,
But stupid, to their own fad fate agree :
Like ponderous rolling stones, oppress'd with ill,
The weight that loads them makes then roll on still,
Bereft of choice and freedom of the will ;
For native strife in every bosom reigns,
And secretly an impious war maintains :
Provoke not this, but let the combat cease,
And every yielding passion sue for peace.

Would'st thou, great Jove, thou father of mankind,
Reveal the Dæmon for that task afsign'd,
The wretched race an end of woes would find.
And yet be bold, O man, divine thou art,
And of the gods celestial effence part.
Nor sacred nature is from thee conceald,

But to thy race her mystic rules reveal'd.
These if to know thou happily attain,
Soon shalt thou perfect be in all that I ordain.
Thy wounded soul to health thou shalt restore,
And free from every pain she felt before.

170Abstain, I warn, from meats unclean and foul, So keep thy body pure, so free thy soul; So rightly judge; thy reason fo maintain ;

2 Reason which heaven did for thy guide ordain, Let that beit reason ever hold the rein.

Then if this mortal body thou forsake,
And thy glad flight to the pure æther take,
Among the gods exalted shalt thou shine,
Immortal, incorruptible, divine:
The tyrant death securely shalt thou brave,
And scorn the dark dominion of the grave



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