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ON A SIMILAR OCCASION,
FOR THE YEAR 1793.
De sacris aitlem hasc sit una sententia, ut conserventw.
Cic De Leg.
But let us all concur in this one sentiment, that things sacred be inviolate.
He lives, who lives to God alone, And all are dead beside;For other source than God is none Whence life can be supplied.
To live to God is to requite His love as best we may:
But life, within a narrow ring Of giddy joys compris'd,
Can life in them deserve the name,
Who only live to prove
An endless life above 1
Who, much diseas'd, yet nothing feel;
Much menac'd, nothing dread; Have wounds, which only God can heal,
Yet never ask his aid?
Who deem his house an useless place, Faith, want of common sense;
Who trample order; and the day, Which God asserts his own,
And worship chance alone?
If scorn of God's commands, impress'd On word and deed, imply The better part of man unbless'd With life that cannot die;
Such want it, and that want, uncur'd
Sad period to a pleasant course!
Yet so will God repay
And mercy cast away.
FOR THE TOMB OF MR. HAMILTON.
Pause here, and think; a monitory rhime
EPITAPH ON A HARE.
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue,
Old Tiney, surliest of his kind,
Though duly from my hand he took
His pittance ev'ry night,
His diet was of wheaten bread,