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Where savage nature in one common lies,
But where th' appointed limits of a law
mind To endless shapes of woe.
Here misers mourn
But that last act Tall in one moment close Of doubt and darkness ; pain shall crack the strings Of life decayed; no less the soul convuls’d, Trembles in anxious cares, and thuddering ftands, Afraid to leap into the opening gulph Of future fatė, till all the banks of clay Fall from beneath his feet: in vain he grasps The shatter'd reeds that cheat his easy wish. Reason is now no more; that narrow lamp (Which with its fickly fires would shoot its beams To distances unknown, and Atretch its rays Afkance my paths, in deepeft darkness veil'd) Is funk into his focket; inly there It burns à dismal light; th' expiring flame Is choak'd in fumes, and parts in various doubt,
Then the gày glories of the living world Shall cast their empty varnish, and retire Out of his feeble view; and rising shade Sit hov'ring o'er all nature's various face. Mufick fall cease, and instruments of joy Shall fail that sullen hour; nor can the mind Attend their sounds, when fancies swim in death, Confus'd and crush'd with cares: fór tong shall seem The dreary road, and melancholy dark, That leads he knows not where. Here empty space Gapes horrible, and threatens to absorb All being : yonder footy demons glare,
w And dolorous fpectres grin; the shapeless rout
Of wild imagination dance and play
He ended. Peals of thunder rend the heavens,
CHIRON to ACHILLES.
By HILDEBRAND JACOB, Efq;
Res eft severa voluptas,
LD Chiron to his pupil thus began,
When he beheld him rip’ning into man.
" What tho the gods a Nestor's age deny ! " Let management a longer life supply, “ And learn, at leaft, to live, before you die. “ A little tract, well till'd, more profit yields “ Than realms of wild, uncultivated fields. • 'Tis not from length of years our pleasures flow, “ Nor to the gods alone our bliss we owe. “ Our happiness, and pain depend on us : “ Man's his own good, or evil genius. 6 Great ills by 'art we lighten, or remove, “ And art our meanest pleasures may improve : 6 Mach to ourselves is due, tho' much to Jove.
“ Think not, young prince, your elevated state, “ Birth, honours, or the empty name of great, “ Can fix your joys ; they're ill fecur'd, unlefs • You know yourself to form your happiness, “ Which in the shepherd's humble hut is found, " While palaces with discord still resound. “ Fortune to industry is ever kind,
And, tho' by the blind valgar painted blind, “ Is ftill more equal than the crowd suppose, “ Who judge of happiness by outward shows; “ She smiles on all conditions, each
be “ A man of pleasure in his own degree.
" Yet few with art their happiness pursue, " Tho' all mankind have happiness in view, “ And ev'ry sense feems made by nature's skill " For giving pleasure and avoiding ill.
Nature our common mother has been kind, « And for a race of joy her sons design'd, «s Who long to reach the goal, yet lazy, lag behind, " Or wholly blind, or doubtful how t'advance, “ They leave the work of industry to chance. 66 And of those few who with more ad
active itrife “ Pursue this great, important end of life, “ Some, too impatient, know not how to wait ; “ Or aim at things beyond their human ftate : 을 “ These last thro' too much delicacy fall, “ And by refining rob themselves of all.
" Shun then, Achilles, fun the faults of such, " Who till propose too little, or too much, « Stretch not your hopes too far, nor yet despair, « But above all, of indolence beware. • Attend to what you do, or life will seem “ But a mere vision, or fantastick dream, " Pass'd in ideas of delight, at beft ; « While real pleasure's lost in doubtful reff. “ In short, learn when, and how to bear; in vain “ He pleasure seeks, who is afraid of pain ; “ Pleasure's a serious thing, and cheaply bought “ By labour, patience, management, and thought,
“ But you, aspiring youth, by nature seem ss Addicted to an oppofite extreme;
Impetuous, and restless, foon inflam'd, !". “ And, like a generous courser, hardly tam'd;