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'Know then-Who bow the early knee, And give the willing heart to me: Who wisely, when Temptation waits, Elude her frauds, and fpurn her baits; 'Who dare to own my injur'd cause, 'Though fools deride my facred laws ; Or fcorn to deviate to the wrong, 'Though Perfecution lifts her thong; 'Though all the fons of hell conspire To raise the stake, and light the fire: 'Know, that for fuch fuperior fouls, There lies a blifs beyond the poles; "Where fpirits fhine with purer ray, And brighten to meridian day;

"Where love, where boundless friendship rules, (No friends that change, no love that cools,) 'Where rifing floods of knowledge roll, 'And pour, and pour upon the foul!

But where's the paffage to the fkies ?— The road through Death's black valley lies. Nay, do not fhudder at my tale; Tho' dark the fhades, yet fafe the vale, This path the best of men have trod, And who'd decline the road to God?

'Oh! tis a glorious boon to die!

This favour can't be priz'd too high."
While thus fhe fpake, my looks cxprefs'd

The raptures kindling in my breast:

My foul a fix'd attention gave;
When the ftern monarch of the grave
With haughty ftrides aproach'damaz'd,
I ftood and trembled as I gaz'd.
The feraph calm'd each anxious fear,
And kindly wip'd the falling tear;
Then haften'd with expanded wing
To meet the pale, terrific king,
But now what milder fcenes arife!
The tyrant drops his hoftile guise:
He seems a youth divinely fair,
In graceful ringlets wave his hair :
His wings their whiting plumes difplay,
His burnish'd plumes reflect the day;
Light flows his fhining azure vest,
And all the angel itands confefs'd.

I view'd the change with sweet surprise,
And, Oh! I panted for the skies;

Thank'd Heav'n, that e'er I drew my breath,
And triumph'd in the thoughts of Death.

FRIENDSHIP.

BY YOUNG.

WISDOM, tho' richer than Peruvian mines,

And fweeter than the fweet ambrofial hive,

What is fhe, but the means of Happiness?
That unobtain'd, than folly more a fool;

A melancholy fool without her bells.

Friendship, the means of wisdom richly gives

The precious end, which makes our wisdom wise.
Nature, in zeal for human amity,

Denies or damps, an undivided joy.
Joy is an import; joy is an exchange;

Joy flies monopolifts: It calls for Two;

Rich fruit Heav'n planted! never pluckt by One,
Needful auxiliars are our friends, to give

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To focial man true relifh of himself.
Full on ourselves defcending in a line,
Pleafure's bright beam is feeble in delight.
Delight intente, is taken by rebound ;
Reverberated pleasures fire the breast.

Celestial Happiness, whene'er she stoops
To vifit earth, one fhine the goddess finds,
And one alone, to make her sweet amends
For abfent heav'n-the bofom of a friend;
Where heart meets heart, reciprocally foft.
Each other's pillow to repofe divine.
Beware the connterfeit: In Paffion's flame
Hearts melt, but melt like ice, foon harder froze.
True love ftrikes root in reafon paffion's foe:
Virtue alone entenders us for life;

I wrong her much-entenders us for ever.
Of Friendship's fairest fruits, the fruit moft fair]
Is Virtue kindling at a rival fire,

And, emulously rapid in her race.

O the foft enmity! endearing ftrife '

This carries friendship to her moon-tide point, .
And gives the rivet of eternity,

From friendship, which outlives my former themes
Glorious furvivor of old Time and Death!
From Friendship, thus, that flow'r of heav'nly feed,
The wife extract earth's most Hyblean blifs,
Superior wisdom, crown'd with smiling joy.

But for whom bloffoms this Elyfian flower;
Abroad they find, who cherish it at home.
Lorenzo! pardon what my love extorts,
An honeft love, and not afraid to frown.
Though choice of follies faften on the great,
None clings more obftinate, than fancy fond
That facred friendship is their eafy prey;
Caught by the wafture of a golden lure,
Of fscination of a high-born fmile.

Their fmiles, the great, and the coquette, throw out
For others hearts, tenacious of their own;
And we no lefs of ours, when fuch the bait.
Ye fortune's cofferers! Ye pow'rs of wealth!
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 friend in thee,
All like the purchase; few the price will pay;
And this makes friends fuch miracles below.

H

LIFE AND

ETERNITY.

THIS

BY THE SAME

HIS is the bud of being, the dim dawn,
The twilight of our day, the vestibule ;
Life's theatre as yet is fhut, and death,
Strong death, alone can heave the maffy bar,
This grofs impediment of clay reinove,
And make us embryos of existence free.
From real life, but little more remote
Is he, not yet a candidate for light,
The future embryo, flumb'ring in his fire
Embryos we must be, till we burst the shell,
Yon ambient azure fhell, and fpring to life,
The life of gods, O tranfport! and of man.

Yet man, fool man! here buries all his thoughts; Inters cleftial hope without one figh,

Prifoner of death, and pent beneath the moon,
Here pinions all his wishes: wing'd by Heav'n
To fly at infinite! and reach it there,
Where feraphs gather immortality,

On life's fair tree, faft by the throne of God,
What golden joys ambrofial cluft'ring glow,
In his full beam, and ripen for the juft,
Where momentaty ages are no more!

Where-time, and pain and chance, and death expire!
And is it in the flight of threefcore years,

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