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of woe;

Which the kind master forced the guests The nimble lightning mix'd with showers to taste.

began, Then, pleased and thankful, from the And o'er their heads loud rolling thunder

porch they go, And, but the landlord, none had cause Here long they knock, but knock or

call in vain, His cup was vanish’d; for in secret Driven by the wind, and batter'd by the guise

rain. The younger guest purloin'd the glitter- At length some pity warm’d the master's ing prize.

breast, As one who spies a serpent in his way,

('Twas then his threshold first received Glistening and basking in the summer

a guest,)

Slow creaking turns the door with jeal ray, Disorder'd stops to shun the danger near,

ous care, Then walks with faintness on, and looks

And half he welcomes in the shivering with fear:

pair; So seem'd the sire; when far upon the

One frugal fagot lights the naked walls, road,

And nature's fervor through their limb: The shining spoil, his wily partner

recalls : show'd.

Bread of the coarsest sort, with eager He stopp'd with silence, walk'd with

wine, trembling heart,

(Each hardly granted,) served them

both to dine, And much he wish’d, but durst not ask to part:

And when the tempest first appear'd to Murmuring he lifts his eyes, and thinks

cease, it hard,

A ready warning bid them part in peace. That generous actions meet a base re- With still remark the pondering hermit ward.

view'd While thus they pass, the sun his glory

In one so rich, a life so poor and rude; shrouds,

And why should such (within himself The changing skies hang out their

he cried) sable clouds;

Lock the lost wealth a thousand want A sound in air presaged approaching

beside? rain,

But what new marks of wonder soon And beasts to covert scud across the

took place plain.

In every settling feature of his face! Warn'd by the signs, the wandering pair

When from his vest the young comretreat,

panion bore To seek for shelter at a neiglıboring That cup, the generous landlord own'd seat.

before, 'Twas built with turrets, on a rising

And paid profusely with the precious ground,

bowl And strong, and large, and unimproved The stinted kindness of his churlish soul ! around;

But now the clouds in airy tumult fly, Its owner's temper, timorous and severe,

The sun emerging opes an azure sky; Unkind and griping, caused a desert

A fresher green the smelling leaves disthere.

play, As near the miser's heavy doors they And, glittering as they tremble, cheer drew,

the day: Fierce rising gusts with sudden fury | The weather courts them from the poor blew;

retreat,

the way;

And the glad master bolts the wary Was strong for toil, the dappled morn gate.

arose :

Before the pilgrims part, the younger While hence they walk, the pilgrim's crept bosom wrought

Near the closed cradle where an infant With all the travel of uncertain thought; slept, His partner's acts without their cause And writhed his neck: the landlord's appear,

little pride, 'Twas there a vice, and seem'd a mad- O strange return! grew black, and ness here:

gasp'd, and died. Detesting that, and pitying this, he goes, Horror of horrors ! what! his only son! Lost and confounded with the various How look'd our hermit when the fact shows.

was done?

Not hell, though hell's black jaws in Now night's dim shades again involve

sunder part, the sky;

And breathe blue fire, could more asAgain the wanderers want a place to lie, sault his heart. Again they search, and find a lodging nigh.

Confused, and struck with silence at the The soil improved around, the mansion deed, neat,

He flies, but trembling fails to fly with And neither poorly low, nor idly great : speed. It seem'd to speak its master's turn of His steps the youth pursues; the country mind,

lay Content, and not for praise, but virtue Perplex'd with roads, a servant show'd kind.

A river cross'd the path; the passage o'er Hither the walkers turn with weary feet, Was nice to find; the servant trod before; Then bless the mansion, and the master Long arms of oaks an open bridge supgreet:

plied, Their greeting fair bestow'd, with modest And deep the waves beneath the bendguise,

ing glide. The courteous master hears, and thus The youth, who seem'd to watch a time replies:

to sin,

Approach'd the careless guide, and thrust “Without a vain, without a grudging him in; heart,

Plunging he falls, and rising lifts his head, To Him who gives us all, I yield a part; Then flashing turns, and sinks among From Him you come, for Him accept it the dead.

here, A frank and sober, more than costly Wild, sparkling rage inflames the fathers cheer.”

eyes, He spoke, and bid the welcome table He bursts the bands of fear, and madly. spread,

cries, Then talk'd of virtue till the time of bed, “Detested wretch !” - but scarce his When the grave household round his speech began, hall repair,

When the strange partner seem'd no Warn'd by a bell, and close the hours longer man :

His youthful face grew more serenely

sweet; At length the world renew'd by calm His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon repose

his feet;

with prayer.

Fair rounds of radiant points invest his Than those which lately struck thy wonhair;

dering eyes? Celestial odors breathe through purpled | Yet taught by these, confess

th' air;

Almighty just, And wings, whose colors glitter'd on the And where you can't unriddle, learn to day,

trust! Wide at his back their gradual plumes display.

“The great, vain man, who fared on The form ethereal bursts upon his sight, costly food, And moves in all the majesty of light. Whose life was too luxurious to be good;

Who made his ivory stands with goblets Though loud at first the pilgrim's passion shine, grew,

And forced his guests to morning Sudden he gazed, and wist not what to draughts of wine, do;

Has, with the cup, the graceless custom Surprise in secret chains his words sus- lost, pends,

And still he welcomes, but with less of And in a calm his settling temper ends. cost. But silence here the beauteous angel broke,

“The mean, suspicious wretch, whose (The voice of music ravish'd as he bolted door spoke).

Ne'er moved in duty to the wandering

poor; “Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice

With him I left the cup, to teach his mind unknown,

That Heaven can bless, if mortals will be In sweet memorial rise before the throne;

kind. These charms, success in our bright Conscious of wanting worth, he views region find,

the bowl, And force an angel down, to calm thy

And feels compassion touch his grate. mind;

ful soul. For this, commission'd, I forsook the

Thus artists melt the sullen ore vi lead, sky,

With heaping coals of fire upon its Nay, cease to kneel — thy fellow-ser

head; vant I.

In the kind warmth the metal learns to “ Then know the truth of government

glow,

And loose from dross, the silver runs divine,

below. And let these scruples be no longer thine. “The Maker justly claims that world He

“ Long had our pious friend in virtue made,

trod,

But now the child half-wean'd his heart In this the right of Providence is laid; Its sacred majesty through all depends

from God; On using second means to work His ends : (Child of his age,) for him he lived in 'Tis thus, withdrawn in state from human pain,

And measured back his steps to earth eye, The power exerts his attributes on high, again. Your actions uses, nor controls your will,

To what excesses had this dotage run? And bids the doubting sons of men be

But God, to save the father, took the still.

To all but thee, in fits he seem'd to go, “What strange events can strike with (And 'twas my ministry to deal the more surprise

blow).

son.

The poor fond parent, humbled in the On sounding pinions here the youth dust,

withdrew, Now owns in tears the punishment was The sage stood wondering as the seraph just.

flew.

Thus look'd Elisha, when, to mount on * But how had all his fortune felt a high, wrack,

His master took the chariot of the sky; Had that false servant sped in safety The fiery pomp ascending left the view; back!

The prophet gazed, and wish'd to folThis night his treasured heaps he meant low too.

to steal, And what a fund of charity would The bending hermit here a prayer befail !

gun,
“ Lord! as

heaven, on earth thy will “Thus Heaven instructs thy mind: this be done!". trial o'er,

Then gladly turning, sought his ancient Depart in peace, resign, and sin no place, more.

And pass'd a life of piety and peace.

EDWARD YOUNG.

1684-1765.

[The author of the Night Thoughts was born at Upham, in Hampshire, in 1684, and died on the 12th of April, 1765. The Last Day was published in 1713, and was soon followed by The Force of Religion. Young's unlucky tendency to flattery and toadyism early showed itself in many small pieces to persons of rank which cannot be said to have been regularly published until long afterwards. In 1719 Busiris, his first tragedy, was performed; and in the same year the Letter to Tickell on the Death of Addison and the Paraphrase of the Book of Job appeared. The Revenge followed in 1721. The satires composing The Universal Passion made their appearance during the course of 1725 and the following three years. In 1728 they were collectively published. Meanwhile the accession of George II. had been hailed with the so-called Odes to Ocean, &c. The Brothers, a tragedy, coincided pretty nearly with this. In 1730 appeared the Imperium Pelagi and two Epistles to Pope. Some more Pindarics followed. The first Night Thought was published in 1742, the last in 1744. Of Young's remaining works, Resignation, which appeared three years before his death, need alone be mentioned.]

ON THE BEING OF A GOD.

What am I? and from whence? I

nothing know RETIRE; - The world shut out; — thy | But that I am; and, since I am, conthoughts call home :

clude Imagination's airy wing repress : — Something eternal: had there e'er been Lock up thy senses; — let no passions nought, stir;

Nought still had been: Eternal there Wake all to Reason - let her reign must be alone;

But what eternal? Why not human race, Then, in thy soul's deep silence, and the And Adam's ancestors without depth

end? — Of Nature's silence, midnight, thus in- That's hard to be conceived; since ev'ry quire :

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an - or

man. -

Of that long chain'd succession is so And, if a God there is, that God how frail :

great : Can every part depend, and not the

whole? Yet grant it true; new difficulties rise;

SLEEP. I'm still quite out at sea; nor see the shore.

(From Night Thoughts, Night I.] Whence earth, and these bright orbs ? — TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Eternal too?

sleep! Grant matter was eternal: still these He, like the world, his ready visit pays orbs

Where fortune smiles; the wretched he Would want some other Father much forsakes, design

Swift on his downy pinions flies from Is seen in all their motions, all their woe, makes.

And lights on lids unsullied by a tear! Design implies intelligence and art, That can't be from themselves –

man; that art Man scarce can comprehend could man

PROCRASTINATION. bestow ?

[From Night Thoughts, Night I.] And nothing greater yet allow'd than

Be wise to-day : 'tis madness to defer; Who motion, foreign to the smallest Next day the fatal precedent will plead; grain,

Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of Shot through vast masses of enormous life. weight?

Procrastination is the thief of time; Who bid brute matter's restive lump as- Year after year it steals till all are fled,

And to the mercies of a moment leaves Such various forms, and gave it wings The vast concerns of an eternal scene. to fly?

If not so frequent, would not this be Has matter innate motion? Then each strange? atom, That'tis so frequent, this is stranger still

. Asserting its indisputable right

Of man's miraculous mistakes, this To dance, would form a universe of bears dust.

The palm, “That all men are about to Has matter none? Then whence these live," glorious forms

For ever on the brink of being born. And boundless flights, from shapeless All pay themselves the compliment to and reposed?

think Has matter more than motion? Has it They one day shall not drivel: and thought,

their pride Judgment, and genius? Is it deeply On this reversion takes up ready praise, learn'd

At least, their own; their future selves In mathematics? Has it framed such applaud. laws,

How excellent that life — they ne'er Which, but to guess, a Newton made will lead ! immortal?

Time lodged in their own hands is If art to form, and counsel to conduct, folly's vails, And that with greater far than human That lodged in fate's, to wisdom they skill,

consign; Reside not in each block;

-a GOD

The thing they can't but purpose, they HEAD reigns ;

postpone.

sume

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