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reason, 187, &c. How odious vice in itself, and how we deceive ourselves in it, 209. That however the ends of providence and general good are answered in our passions and imperfections, 230, &c. How usefully they are distributed to allorders of men, 233. How useful they are to society, 241, and to individuals, 253. In every state, and in every age of life, 263, &c.
OF THE NATURE AND STATE OF MAN WITH
RESPECT TO SOCIETY.
THE whole universe one system of society, ver. 7;
&c. Nothing made wholly for itself, nor yet wholly for another, 27. The happiness of animals mutual, 53. Reason or instinct operates alike to the good of each individual, 78, &c. Reason or in. stinct operates also to society in all animals, 109. How far society is carried by instinct, 119. How much farther by reason, 132. Of that which is called the state of nature, 148. Reason instructed by instinct in the invention of arts, 152, and in the forms of society, 180. Origin of political society, 199. Origin of monarchy, 211. Patriarchal government, 216. Origin of true religion and government, from the same principle of love, 235, &c. Origin of superstition and tyranny, from the same principle of fear, 241, &c. The influence of self-love operating to the social and public good, 269. Restoration of true religion and government on their first principle, 285. Mixt government, 289. Various forms of each, and the true end of all, 303, &c.
OF THE NATURE AND STATE OF MAN WITH
RESPECT TO HAPPINESS.
HAPPINESS ill defined by the philosopher, ver. 19.
That it is the end of all men, and attainable by all, 28. God governs by general, not particular laws : intends happiness to be equal ; and to be so it must be social, since all particular happiness depends on general, 35. , As it is necessary for order, and the peace and welfare of society, that external goods should be unequal, happiness is not made to consist in these, 47. But, notwithstanding that inequality, the balance of happiness among mankind is kept even by providence, by the two passions of hope, and fear, 66. What the happiness of individuals is, as far as is consistent with the constitution of this world ; and that the good man has here the advantage, 76. The error of imputing to virtue what are only the calamities of nature, or of fortune, 92. The folly of expecting that God should alter his general laws in favour of particulars, 118. That we are not judges who are good ; but that, whoever they are, they must be bappiest, 130, &c. That external goods are not the proper rewards, but often inconsistent with, or destructive of virtue, 166. That even these can make no man happy without virtue ; instanced in riches, 176. Honours, 184. Birth, 203. Greatness, 213. Fame, 233. Superior talents, 257. With pictures of human infelicity in men possest of them all, 275, &c. That virtue only constitutes a bappiness, whose object is universal, and whose prospect eternal, 304, &c. That the perfection of virtue and happiness consists in a conformity to the Order of Providence here, and a resignation to it here and hereafter, 326, &c.
TO HENRY ST. JOHN LORD BOLINGBROKE.
AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things
To low ambition, and the pride of kings.
Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know? Of man what see we, but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer? 20 Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, 'Tis ours to trace him only in our own. He, who through vast immensity can pierce, See worlds on worlds compose one universe, Observe how system into system runs, What other planets circle other suns, What varied being peoples ev'ry star, May tell why heav'n has made us as we are : But of this frame the bearings, and the ties, The strong connexions, nice dependencies,
Gradations just, has thy pervading soul
Is the great chain that draws all to agree,
Of systems possible, if 'tis confest
Respecting man, whatever wrong we call, May, must be right, as relative to all. In human works, tho' labour'd on with pain, A thousand movements scarce one purpose gain ; In God's one single can its end produce, . 55 Yet serves to second too some other use, So man, who here seems principal alone, Perhaps acts second to some sphere unknown, Touches some wheel, or verges to some goal : 'Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.
60 When the proud steed shall know why man restrains His fiery course, or drives him o'er the plains ; When the dull ox, why now he breaks the clod, Is now a victim, and now Egypt's God: Then shall man’s pride and dullness comprehend 65 His actions', passions', being's, use and end ; Why doing, suff'ring, check’d, impelled ; and why This hour a slave, the next a deity.
Then say not Man's imperfect, heav'n in fault : Say rather, Man's as perfect as he ought ; 70 His knowledge measur'd to his state and place, His time a moment, and a point his space. If to be perfect in a certain sphere, What matter soon or late, or here or there ? The bless’d to-day are as completely so,
75 As who began a thousand years ago.
Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state ; From brutes what men, from men what spirits know, Or who could suffer being here below ?
80 The Lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood. Oh ! blindness to the future ! kindly givin, That each may fill the circle mark'd by heav'n ; Who sees, with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall ; Atoms or systems into ruin hurld, And now a bubble burst, and now a world. 90
Hope humbly then, with trembling pinions soar Wait the great teacher death, and God adore. Wbat future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : 95 Man never is, but always to be, bless'd. The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Lo ! the poor Indian, whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; 100 His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way; Yet simple nature to his hope has giv'n, Behind the cloud-top'd hill, an humbler heav'n ; Some safer world in depth of woods embrac’d, 105 Some happier island in the wat'ry waste,