The stream, that feeds the wellspring of the heart,
Not more invigorates life's noblest part,
Than Virtue quickens with a warmth divine
The pow'rs, that Sin has brought to a decline.
A. Th' inestimable Estimate of Brown
Rose like a paper-kite, and charm'd the town;
But measures, plann'd and executed well,
Shifted the wind that rais'd it, and it fell.
He trod the very self-same ground you tread,
And Victory refuted all he said.

B. And yet his judgment was not fram'd amiss;

It's errour, if it err'd, was merely this

He thought the dying hour already come,

And accomplete recovery struck him dumb. Ha oÍT

And that a nation shamefully debas'd,unt unit tesÍA Will be despis'd and trampled on at last, at A Unless sweet Penitence her pow'rs renewg) on eff" Is truth, if history itself be truesigned to surią sốt There is a time, and Justice marks the date,я TUO For long-forbearing Clemency to wait, to 250m¶ That hour elapsid, th' incurable revolt) & bestno) Is punish'd, and down comes the thunderbolt back If Mercy then put by the threat'ning blowo wok Must she perform the same kind office now be usdT May she and, if offended Heav'n be still soƆ Accessible, and pray'r prevail, sherwilkah sda and al

'Tis not, however, insolence and noise,wort musof The tempest of tumultuary joys, bu, nobelw irisal Nor is it yet despondence and dismay?! viae tok Will win her visits or engage her stay; biM P Pray'r only, and the penitential tear," of good? oT Can call her smiling down, and fix her here, bwA

But when a country (one that I could name})} In prostitution sinks the sense of shame onion When infamous Venality, grown bold,

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Writes on his bosom, to be let or sold
When Perjury, that Heav'n-defying vice,
Sells oaths by tale, and at the lowest price,
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made,V
To turn a penny in the way of trade einde adT
When Av'rice starves (and never hides his face) A
Two or three millions of the human race,ery ba
And not a tongue inquires, how, where, or when,{
Though conscience will have twinges now and theng
When profanation of the sacred causebachorra onl
In all it's parts, times, ministry, and laws, erit srič
Bespeaks a land, once christian, fall'n, and lost,
In all, that wars against that title most;
What follows next let cities of great name,

And regions long since desolate proclaim
Nineveh, Babylon, and ancient Rome,

Speak to the present times, and times to come;
They cry aloud in ev'ry careless ear,

Stop, while ye may; suspend your mad career; T

O learn from our example and our fate,
Learn wisdom and repentance ere too late.
Not only Vice disposes and prepares

The Mind, that slumbers sweetly in her snares,
To stoop to Tyranny's usurp'd command,
And bend her polish'd neck beneath his hand,
(A dire effect, by one of Nature's laws
Unchangeably connected with it's cause ;)
But Providence himself will intervene,

To throw his dark displeasure o'er the scene.
All are his instruments; each form of war, de
What burns at home, or threatens from afar,
Nature in arms, her elements at strife,"
The storms, that overset the joys of life,
Are but his rods to scourge a guilty land,
And waste it at the bidding of his hand.
He gives the word, and Mutiny soon roars *
In all her gates, and shakes her distant shores;
The standards of all nations are unfurl'd ;
She has one foe, and that one foe the world. *6 21
And, if he doom that people with a frown, 2-3 zi
And mark them with a seal of wrath press'd down,
Obduracy takes place; callous and tough,
The reprobated race grows judgment proof297 baA
Earth shakes beneath them, and Heav'n roars above;
But nothing scares them from the course they love.
To the lascivious pipe and wanton songs yn ysďT
That charm down fear, they frolic it along” qox?

With mad rapidity and unconcern, sromet nadw poë
Down to the gulf, from which is no returnd grotä
They trust in navies, and their navies fail→dirat A
God's curse can cast away ten thousand saildogs??
They trust in armies, and their courage dies;
In wisdom, wealth, in fortune, and in liess brÅ
But all they trust in withers, as it must, nes vis?
When He commands, in whom they placé no trustä
Vengeance at last pours down upon their coastonSH
A long despis'd, but now victorious, host;igong 10
Tyranny sends the chain, that must abridge 12H
The noble sweep of all their privileged vi» bãА
Gives liberty the last, the mortal shocking on tuầ
Slips the slave's collar on, and snaps the lock.
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A. Such lofty strains embellish what you teach,
Mean you to prophesy, or but to preach? 342 OF
B. I know the mind, that feels indeed the fire.[W
The muse imparts, and can command the lyre, bra
Acts with a force, and kindles with a zeal, 254 1
Whate'er the theme, that others never feel.ne 20

If human woes her soft attention claim,
A tender sympathy pervades the frame,
She pours a sensibility divine

Along the nerve of ev'ry feeling line.

But if a deed not tamely to be borne
Fire indignation and a sense of scorn,

The strings are swept with such a pow'r, so loud, I The storm of music shakes th' astonish'd crowd.T

So, when remote futurity is brought
Before the keen inquiry of her thought,
A terrible sagacity informstes

The poet's heart; he looks to distant storms;
He hears the thunder ere the tempest low'rs;
And, arm'd with strength surpassing human pow'rs,
Seizes events as yet unknown to man, ^

And darts his soul into the dawning plan.
Hence, in a Roman mouth, the graceful name
Of prophet and of poet was the same;
Hence British poets too the priesthood shar'd,
And every hallow'd druid was a bard.
But no prophetic fires to me belong;
I play with syllables, and sport in song.
AdAt Westminster, where little poets strive
To set a distich upon six and five,non qu
Where Discipline helps op'ning buds of sense,
And makes his pupils proud with silver pence, IT
I was a poét too; but modern taste & drive aKSA

Is so refin'd, and delicate, and chaste, votal W
That verse, whatever fire the fancy warms, and H
Without a creamy smoothness has no charmsbuat A
Thus, all success depending on an ear, a zbog odd
And thinking I might purchase it too dear, pabiĀ
If sentiment were sacrific'd to sound, both et 18
And truth cut short to make a period round).
I judged a man of sense could scarce do worse
Tham eaper in the morris-dance of versep nuro

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