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The dying Chriftian to his SOUL.

O DE'.

VIT

I.

ITAL fpark of heav'nly flame:
Quit, oh quit this mortal frame:
Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,

Oh the pain, the bliss of dying!
Ceafe, fond Nature, cease thy ftrife,
And let me languish into life.

II.

Hark! they whisper; Angels fay,

Sifter Spirit, come away.

What is this absorbs me quite ?

Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death ?

REMARK S.

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This ode was written in imitation of the famous fonnet of Hadrian to his departing foul; but as much fuperior to his original in fenfe and fublimity, as the Chriftian Religion is to the

III.

The world recedes; it disappears!

Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears
With founds feraphic ring:

Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!
O Grave! where is thy Victory?

O Death! where is thy Sting?

A N

ESSAY

ON

CRITICISM.

Written in the Year M DCC IX.

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Ntroduction. That 'tis as great a fault to judge ill, as
to write ill, and a more dangerous one to the public,

✯ I.

Reverence due to the Ancients, and praise of them,

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