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Each seeming want compensated of course,
Here with degrees of swiftness, there of force;
All in exact proportion to the state;
Nothing to add, and nothing to abate.
Each beast, each infect. happy in its own :
Is Heav'n unkind to Man, and Man alone ?
Shall he alone, whom rational we call,
Be pleas'd with nothing, if not bleft with all?
The bliss of Man (could Pride that blefling find)
Is not to act or think beyond mankind;
No pow'rs of body, or of foul to share,
But what his nature and his state can bear.
Why has not Man a microscopic eye ?
For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly,
Say what the use, were finer optics givin,
T'infpect a mite, not comprehend the heav'n?
Or touch, if tremblingly alive all o'er,
To smart and agonize at ev'ry pore?
Or quick effluvia darting thro' the brain,
Die of a rose in aromatic pain !
If nature thunder'd in his op'ning ears,
And Nunn'd him with the music of the spheres,
How would he wilh that Heav'n had left him (till
The whisp’ring Zephyr, and the purling rill?
Who finds not Providence all good and wife,
Alike in what it gives, and what denies ?
VII. Far as Creation's ample range extends,
The scale of sensual, mental pow'rs atcends :
Mark how it mounts to Man's imperial race,
From the green myriads in the peopkd grals:
What modes of light betwixt each wide extreme,
The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam :
Of smell, the headlong lioness between,
And hound sagacious on the tainted green :
Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood,
To that which warbles through the vernal wood ?
The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ?
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line :
In the nice bee, what sense fo subtly true
From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew :
How Instinct varies in the grov’ling swine,
Compar'd, half reas’ning elephant, with thine!
'Twixt that, and Reason, what a nice barrier ?
For ever sep’rate, yet for ever near!
Remembrance and reflection how ally'd;
What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide ?
And Middle natures how they long to join,
Yet never pass th' insuperable line!
Without this just gradation, could they be
Subjected, these to those, or all to thee?
The pow'rs of all subdu'd by thee alone,
Is not thy Reason all these pow'rs in one ?
VIII. See, thro' this air, this ocean, and this earth,
All matter quick, and bursting into birth.
Above, how high, progressive life may go !
Around, how wide ! how deep extend below!
Vast chain of being ! which from God began,
Natures aethereal, human, angel, man,
Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see,
No glass can reach ; from Infinite to thee,
From thee to Nothing. - On superior pow'rs
Were we to press, inferior might on ours;
Or in the full Creation leave a void,
Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd:
From Nature's chain whatever link you strike,
Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike.
And if each system in gradation roll
Alikt essential to th' amazing Whole,
The least confusion but in one, not all
That system only, but the Whole mult fall.
Let Earth unbalanc'd from her orbit fly,
Planets and Suns run lawless through the sky;
Let ruling Angels from their spheres be hurl'd,
Being on Being wreck'd, and world on world ;
Heav'n's whole foundations to their centre nod,
And Nature trembles to the throne of God.
All this dread Order break-for whom? for thee?
Vile worm!oh Madness! Pride! Impiety!
IX. What if the foot, ordain'd the dust to tread,
Or hand, to toil, aspir'd to be the head?
What if the head, the eye, or ear repin'd
To serve mere engines to the ruling Mind?
Just as absurd for any part to claim
To be another, in this gen’ral frame;
Just as ab urd, to mourn the tasks or pains
The great directing Mind of all ordains.
All are but parts of one stupendous whole,
Whose body Nature is, and God the soul;
That, chang'd thro' all, and yet in all the same;
Great in the earth, as in th' aetherial frame;
Warm in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,
Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees,
Lives thro' all life, extends thro' all extent,
Spreads undivided, operates enfpent;
Ereathes in our soul, informs our mortal part,
As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart;
As full, as perfect, in vile Man that mourns,
As the rapt Seraph that adores and burns :
To him no high, no low, no great, no small;
He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
X. Cease then, nor ORDER Imperfection name:
Our proper bliss depends on what we blame.
Know thy own point: This kind, this due degree
Of blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee,
Submit. – In this or any other sphere,
Secure to be as bieft as thou canít bear :
Safe in the band of one disposing Pow'r,
Cr in the natal, or the mortal hour.
All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee;
All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not fee;
All Discord, Harmony not understood ;
All partial Evil, universal Good.
And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite,
One truth is clear, WHATEVER IS, is right,
Of the Nature and State of Man with respect
to HIMSELF, as an Individual.
1. THE business of Man not to pry into God, but to
study himself. His Middle Nature : his Powers and Frailties, ver. I to 19. The Limits of his Capacity, ver. 19, etc. II. The two Principles of Man, Selflove and Reason, both necessary, ver. 53, etc. Selflove the stronger, and why, ver. 67, etc. Their end the fame, ver. 81, etc. III. The PASSIONS, and their use, ver. 93 to 130. The Predominant Passion, and its force, ver. 132 to 160. Its Necefsity, in directing men to different purposes, ver. 165, etc. Its providential Use, in fixing our Principle, and ascertaining our Virtue, ver. 177. IV. Virtue and Vice joined in our mixed Nature; the limits near, yet the things jeparate and evident : What is the Office of Reafon, ver. 202 to 216. V. How odious Vice in itself, and how we deceive ourselves into it, ver. 217. VI. That, however, the Ends of Providence and general Good are an. swered in our Passions and Imperfections, ver. 238, etc. How usefully these are distributed to all Orders of Men, ver. 241. How useful they are to Society, ver. 251. And to Individuals, ver. 263. la every state, and every age of life, ver. 273, ecc.