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There, by the moon, through ranks of trees they pa
Whole verdure crown's the floping sides of grass.
It chanc'd the noble master of the dome
Still made his house the wand'ring Atrangers' home
Yet still the kindness, from a thirst of praise,
Prov'd the vain flourish of expensive ease.
The pair arrive : the liv'ried servants wait ;
Their lord receives them at the pompous gate.
The table groans with costly piles of food,
And all is more than hospitably good.
Then, led to rest, the day's long toil they drown
Deep funk in fleep, and filk and heaps of down.

At length 'tis morn, and at the dawn of day
Along the wide canals the zephyrs play ;
Fresh o'er the gay parterres the breezes creep,
And shake the neighbouring wood to banith fleep
Up rise the guests, obedient to the call :
An early banquet deck'd the fplendid hall; i
Rich luscious wine a golden goblet grac'd,
Which the kind master forc'd the guests to taste.
Then, pleas'd and thankful, from the porch they go
And, but the landlord, none had cause of wo:
His cup was vanilh'd ; for in secret guise
The younger guest purloin'd the glitt'ring prize.

As one who spies a serpent in his way, Gliftning and balking in the summer ray, Disorder'd, stops to thun the danger near, Then walks with faintness on, and looks with fear So seem'd the fire, when far upon the road The thining spoil his wily partner show'd. He stopp'd with filence, walk'd with trembling heart And much he wilh'd, but durft not ask to part: Murmuring, he lifts his eyes, and thinks it hard That gen'rous actions meet a base reward.

While thus they pafs, the sun his glory shrouds, The changing skies hang out their fable clouds ; A found in air prefag'd approaching rain, And beasts to covert scud across the plain. Warn'd by the figns, the wand'ring pair retreat, To seek for shelter at a neighbouring feat. 'Twas built with turrets on a rising ground, And strong, and large, and unimprov'd around; Its owner's temper, tim'rous and severe, Unkind and griping, caus'd a desert there.

As aear the miser's heavy doors they drew,
Fierce riling gufts with sudden fury blew ;
The nimble lightning mix'd with showers began,
And o'er their heads loud rolling thunder ran.
Here long they knock, but knock or call in vain
Driv'n by the wind and batter'd by the rain.
At length fome pity warm'd the malter's breast :
('Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a gueit ;)
Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care,
And half he welcomes in the shiv'ring pair.
One frugal faggot lights the naked walls,
And nature's fervour through their limbs recalls.
Bread of the coarfelt fort, with meagre wine,
(Each hardly granted ) fery'd them both to dine ;
And when the tempest first appear'd to cease,
A ready warning bid them part in peace.

With still remark the pondering hermit view'd,
In one so rich, a life so poor and rude ;
And why should such (within himself he cry'd)
Lock the loft wealth a thousand want beside ?
But what new marks of wonder foon take place,
In ev'ry settling feature of his face,
When from his veft the young companion bore
That cup the gen'rous landlord own'd before,
And paid profusely with the precious bowl
The Itinted kindness of this churlish foul !

But now the clouds in airy tumult Ay;
The sun emerging opes an azure sky ;
A fresher green the smelling leaves display,
And, glitt'ring as they tremble, cheer the day :
The weather courts them from the poor retreat,
And the glad master bolts the wary gate.

While hence they walk, the pilgrim's bofom wrought
With all the travail of uncertain thought ;
His partner's acts without their cause appear ;
'Twas there a vice ; and feem'd a madness here :
Detesting that, and pitying this, he goes,
Lott and confounded with the various shows.

Now night's dim shades again involve the sky;
Again the wand'rers want a place to lie :
Again they search, and find a lodging nigh.
The foil improv'd around, the manfion neat,
And neither poorly low, nor idly great,
I seem'd to speak its master's turn of mind,
Conteat, and not for praise but virtue kind.

Hither the walkers turn with weary feet, Then bless the mansion, and the matter greet. Their greeting fair, beltow'd with modest guise, The courteous mafter hears, and thus replies :

“Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him, who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him vou come, for him accept it here, A frank and. sober, more than colly cheer." He spoke, and bid the welcome table spread, Then talk'd of virtue till the time of bed : When the grave household round his hall repair, Wara'd by a bell, and clofe the hours with prayer.

At length the world, renew'd by calm repose, Was strong for toil; the dappled morn arole : Before the pilgrims part, the younger crept Near the clor'd cradle, where an infant slept, And writh'd his neck; the landlord's little pridet O frange return! grew black, and gafp'd, and died. Horror of horrors ! what! his only fon ! How look'd our hermit when the fact was donc ! Not hell, tho’ hell's black jaws in sunder part, And breathe blue fire, could more affault his heart.

Confus'd and struck with filence at the deed, He flies ; but, trembling, fails to Ay with speed. His steps the youth pursues; the country lay Perplex'd with roads ; a servant fhow'd the way : A river cross'd the path ; the passage o'er Was nice to find ; the servant trod before : Long arms of oaks an open bridge fupply'd, And deep the waves beneath the bending branches glide. The youth, who seem'd to watch a time to fin, Approach'd the carelefs guide, and thruf him in : Plunging he falls, and rising lifts his head ; Then Aashing turns, and finks amongst the dead.

Wild sparkling rage infames the father's eyes ; He bursts the bands of fear, and madly cries ; “ Detested wretch !" But fcarce his speech began, When the Arange partner seem'd no longer man. His youthful face grew more serenely fweet ; His robe turn'd white, and Aow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points inveft his hair ; Celestial odours breathe through purpled air ; And wings whose colours glitter'd on the day, Wide at his back their gradual plumes display.

The form ethereal bursts upon his fight,
And moves in all the majesty of light.

Tho' loud at first the pilgrim's passion grew,
Sudden he gaz'd, and wilt not what to do ;
Surprise, in secret chains, his words suspends,
And in a calm his settling temper ends.
But silence here the beauteous angel broke ;
The voice of music ravish'd as he spoke.

“Thy pray'r, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown,
In sweet memorial rise before the throne ;
These charms success in our bright region find,
And force an angel down to calm thy mind;
For this, commiflion'd, I forsook che sky-
Nay, cease to kneel-thy fellow servant I.
Then know the truth of government Divine,
And let thefe fcruples be no longer thine.
The Maker justly claims that world he made :
In this the right of Providence is laid.
Its sacred majesty through all depends
On using second means to work his ends.
. 'Tis thus, withdrawn in state from human eye,
The Pow'r exerts his attributes on high ;
Your actions uses, nor controls your will ;
And bids the doubting fons of men be fill.
What strange events can strike with more surprise,
Than those which lately struck thy wond'ring eyes?
Yet, taught by these, confess th' Almighty just ;
And where you can't unriddle, learn to trust.

“ The great vain man, who far'd on costly food,
Whose life was too luxurious to be good ;
Who made his iv'ry stands with goblets shine,
And forc'd his guelts to morning draughts of wine ;
Has, with the cup, the graceless custom loft,
And still he welcomes, but with less of cost.

“ The mean suspicious wretch, whose bolted door
Ne'er mov'd in pity to the wand'ring poor,
With him I left the cup, to teach his mind
That Heaven, can bless, if mortals will be kind.
Conscious of wanting worth, he views the bowl,
And feels compassion touch his grateful foul;
Thus artists melt the fullen ore of lead,
With heaping coals of fire upon its head ;
In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow,
And, loose from dross, 'the filver runs below.


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“Long had our pious friend in virtue trod ; But now the child half wean'd his leart from God: Child of his age, for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to save the father, took the son. To all but thee, in fits he seem'd to go ; And 'twas my ministry to deal the blow. The poor fond parent, humbled in the duft, Now owns in tears the punishment was just. But how had all his fortunes felt a wrack, Had that false servant fped in safety back! This night his treasur's heaps he meant to steal, And what a fund of charity would fail ! Thus Heav'n instructs thy mind : this trial o'er, Depart in peace, resign, and fin no more.”

On sounding pinions here the youth withdrew; The fage stood wond ring as the feraph flew. Thus look'd Elisha, when, to mount on high, His master took the chariot of the sky ; The fiery pomp ascending left the view ; The prophet gaz'd, and wish'd to follow too. The bending hermit here a prayer begun ; Lord ! as in heaven, on earth thy will be done. Then, gladly turning, sought his ancient place ; And pass'd a life of piety and peace. PARNELL




The love of the world detected.
THUS says the prophet of the Turk :
Good Mussulman, abftain from pork :
There is a part in ev'ry swine
No friend or follower of mine
May talte, whate'er his inclination,
On pain of excommunication.
Such Mahomet's mysterious charge ;
And thus he left the point at large.
Had he the sinful part express’d,
They might with safety eat the rest :

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