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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 guests to morning draughts of .. wine, Has, with the cup, the graceless custom loft ; And still he welcomes, but with less of cost. The mean, fufpicious wretch, whose bolted.

door, Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wand'ring poor ; With him I left the cup, to teach his mind That heav'n can blefs, if mortals will be kind. Conscious of wanting worth, he views the

bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the fullen oar of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And loose from dross, the silver runs below.

Long, had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart. fronx

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 dusty; Now owns in tears the punishment was just.

But how had all his fortune felt a wrack, Had that false servant fped in safety back? This night his treasur'd heaps he meant to

steal, And what a fund of charity would fail !

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Thus heav'n instructs thy mind: this trial

- o'er, Depart in peace, resign, and sin no more.. On founding pinions here the youth with

drew, The sage stood wond'ring as the seraph flew. Thus look”d Eliina, 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 with’d to follow too.

The bending Hermit here a pray’r begun, Lord! as in heav'n, on earth thy will be done. Then gladly turning, sought his antient place, And pass’d a life of piety and peace.

The Hymn of CLEANTHER *.

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Under various facred names ador'd,

Divinity supreme ! all potent Lord ! Author of nature ! whose unbounded fway, And legislative power all things obey. Majestick Jove! all hail ! to thee belong The suppliant prayer, and tributary song, To thee from all thy mortal offspring due. From thee we came, from thee our being

drew. Whatever lives and moves, great Sire! is

thine, Embodied portions of the foul divine. Therefore to thee will I attune my fring, And of thy wondrous power for ever fing.

The The wheeling orbs, the wand’ring fires above, That round this earthly sphere incessant move Through all this boundless world, admit thy

* Cleanther, author of this hymu, was a Stoic-philosopher, å disciple of Zeno.

fway, And roll spontaneous where thou point'st the

way. Such is the awe imprest on nature round, When thro’ the void thy dreadful thunders

found : Those fiaming agents of thy matchless power; Astonish'd worlds hear, tremble, and adore.

Thus paramount to all, by all obey'd, Ruling that reason which thro' all convey’d, ,'. Informs this general mass, thou reign'st ador'd, Supreme, unbounded, universal Lord. For nor in earth; nor earth in circling floods, Nor yon ætherial polé, the seat of gods, Is ought perform’d without thy aid divine. Strength, wisdom, virtue, mighty Jove! are.

thine.. Vice is the act of man, by passions tost; And in the Iroreless sea of folly loft. But thou, what vice disorders, canst composez And profit by the malice of thy foes : So blending good with evil, fair with foul, As thence to model one harmonious whole; One universal law of truth and right: But wretched mortals fhun the heav'nly light. And tho' to bliss directing fill their choice, . Hear not, nor heed not reason's' sacred voice, That common guide-ordained to point the

road That leads obedient man to folid good. Thence quitting virtue's lovely paths they rove, As various objects various pallions move. • Cc 3

Some

Some thro' opposing crowds and threatning

war, Seek power's bright throne, and fame's trium

phant car. Some bent on wealth, pursue with endless

pain, Oppressive, sordid, and dishonest gain : While others to soft indolence resign'd, : : Drown in corporeal sweets th' immortal mind. But, O great Father, thunder-ruling God ! Who in thick darkness mak'st thy dread a.

bode; Thou, from whose bounty all good gifts de

scend, Do thou from ignorance mankind defend. The clouds of vice and folly O controul, And shed the beams of wisdom on the soul. Thofe radiant beams, by whose all piercing

fame 'Thy justice rules this universal frame. That, honourid with a portion of thy light, We may essay thy goodness to requite, With honorary fongs, and grateful lays, And hymn thy glorious works with ceaseless

praise; The proper task of man: and sure to sing Of nature's laws, and nature's mighty King, Is bliss supreme. Let gods with mortals join ; The subject may transport a breast divine.

Pythagoras's GOLDEN VERSES. First to the gods thy humble homage pay, 1 The greatest this, and first of laws obey:

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Perform thy vows, observe thy plighted troth,
And let religion bind thee to thy oath.
The heroes next demand thy just regard, 7.-
Renown’d on earth, and to the stars pre-

ferr’d,
To light and endless life their virtue's sure

reward.
Due rites perform and honours to the dead,
To ev'ry wise, to ev'ry pious shade.
With lowly duty to thy parents bow,
And grace and favour to thy kindred show :.
For what concerns the rest of human-kind, 7
Chuse out the man to virtue best inclin’d:
Him to thy arms receive, him to thy bosom

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Posest of such a friend, preserve him still ;
Nor thwart his counsels with thy stubborn will;
Pliant, to all his admonitions prove,
And yield to all his offices of love :
Him, from thy heart, so true, so justly dear,
Let no rajh word, nor light offences tear. .
Bear all thou canst, still with his failings strive,
And to the utmost still; and still forgive;
For strong necessity alone explores,
The secret vigour of our latent powers,
Rouses, and urges on the lazy heart,
Force, to itself unknown before, t'exert.
By use thy stronger appetites assuage,
Thy gluttony, thy sloth, thy lust, thy rage :
From each dishonest act of shame forbear :
Of others, and thyself, alike beware.
Let rev’rence of thyself thy thoughts con-

troul,
And guard the sacred temple of thy soul.
Let justice o’er thy word and deed preside ;
And reason even thy meanest actions guide :

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