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Charles Careless shot flying by a girl of fifteen,
Josiah Wither, aged threescore and three, sent
Jack Freelove, murdered by Melissa in her hair.
William Wiseacre, gent. drowned in a flood of
John Pleadwell, esq. of the Middle Temple,
N° 378. WEDNESDAY, MAY 14, 1712.
Aggredere, O magnos! aderit jam tempus honores.
VIRG. Ecl. iv.43.
I will make no apology for entertaining the reader
A SACRED ECLOGUE,
Written in Imitation of Virgils Pollio.
Pope. See No.534.
Delight no more-0 Thou my voice inspire,
Rapt into future times, the bard began,
ix. 7. Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend, And white-rob'd Innocence from heaven de
scend. Swift fly the years,and rise the expected morn! Oh spring to light auspicious Babe, be born! xxxv. 2. See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring : Şec lofty Lebanon his head advance, See nodding forests on the mountains dance; See spicy clouds from lowly Sharon rise, And Carmel's flow'ry top perfumes the skies ! Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers ; xi. 3, 4. } Prepare the way! a God, a God appears : A God ! a God! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. Lo earth receives him from the bending skies ! Sink down, ye mountains; and ye valleys, rise! With heads declin'd, ye cedars, homage pay ; Be smooth, ye rocks; ye rapid floods, give way! The SAVIOUR comes! by ancient bards foretold! Hear him, ye deaf; and all ye blind, behold! xlii. 18. He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, xxxv.5,6 . And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day. 'Tis He th’obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid pew music charm th' unfolding ear : The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe; No sigh, no murmur, the wide world shall hear, From every face he wipes off every tear;
8. In adamantine chains shall death be bound, And hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound. xl, 11,
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As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care,
Mankind shall thus his guardian care engage, Isa, ix.6. The promis'd Father of the future age. ii. 4. No more shall nation against nation rise,
Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes,
And the broad falchion in a plough-share end. Ixv.21,22. Then palaces shall rise; the joyful son
Shall finish what the short-liv'd sire begun;
Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise,
The green reed trembles, and the bulrushľnods. xli.19.and Waste sandy valleys, once perplex'd with thorn, lv. 13. The spiry fir and shapely box adorn :
To leafless shrubs the flowering palms succeed,
And od'rous myrtle to the noisome weed. xii. 6,7,8. The lambs with wolves shall grace the verdant
sting shall play. Ix. 1. Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise !
Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy eyes ! Ix. 4. See a long race thy spacious courts adorn!
See future sons and daughters yet unborn
N° 379. THURSDAY, MAY 15, 1712.
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Pers. Sat. i. 27.
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own reward along with it, since it is almost impossible it should be exercised without the improvement of the person who practises it. The reading of books, and the daily occurrences of life, are continually furnishing us with matter for thought and reflection. It is extremely natural for us to desire to see such our thoughts put in the dress of words, without which, indeed, we can scarce have a clear and distinct idea of them ourselves. When they are thus clothed in expressions, nothing so truly shews us whether they are just or false, as those effects which they produce in the minds of others.
I am apt to flatter myself, that, in the course of these my speculations, I have treated of several subjects, and laid down many such rules for the conduct of a man's life, which my readers were either wholly ignorant of before, or which at least those few who were acquainted with them looked upon as so many secrets they have found out for the conduct of themselves, but were resolved never to have made public.
I am the more confirmed in this opinion from my having received several letters, wherein I am censured for having prostituted Learning to the embraces of the vulgar, and made her, as one of my correspondents phrases it, a common strumpet. I am charged by another with laying open the arcana or secrets of prudence to the eyes of
The narrow spirit which appears in the letters of these my correspondents is the less surprising, as it has shewn itself in all ages: there is still extant an epistle written by Alexander the Great to his tutor Aristotle, upon that philosopher's publishing some part of his writings; in which the prince complains of his having made known to all the world those