And, from Philander's Friend the World expects, But Oh-I faint!- My Spirits fail-Nor strange; “THOU only know'ft, THOU, whofe broad Eye the Future and the Paft "Joins to the Prefent; making One of Three "To mortal Thought! THOU know'ft, and THOU "Near, tho' Remote! and, tho' Unfathom'd, Felt! "And, tho' Invisible, for-ever Seen! "And Seen in All! The Great, and the Minute, "Each Globe above, with its Gigantic Race, "Each Flower, each Leaf, with its fmall People “ swarm'd, "Those puny Vouchers for OMNIPOTENCE, "To the First Thought, that asks, "From whence ?". "declare "Their common Source. THOU Fountain running o'er "In Rivers of communicated Joy! "Who gay'ft us Speech for far, far humbler Themes! "Of endless Series; where the Golden Chain's "Of Matter multiform; or dense, or rare OF 灣 "Of like Amaze, and Myftery, to Man. "Father of these bright Millions of the Night "Of which the Least full Godhead had proclaimed, "And thrown the Gazer on his Knee-Or, fay, "Is Appellation higher ftill, Thy Choice? "Father of Matter's Temporary Lords Father of Spirits Nobler Offspring! Sparks "Of high Paternal Glory; rich endow'd "With, various Measures, and with various Modes "Of Instinct, Reason, Intuition; Beams "More pale, or bright from Day Divine, to break "The Dark of Matter organiz'd (the Ware "Of all created Spirit); Beams, that rife "Each over other in fuperior Light, "Till the Laft ripens into Luftre strong " (In the Throne's full Effulgence colour'd-high), "Of next Approach to GODHEAD. Father fond (Far fonder than e'er bore that Name on Earth), “Of Intellectual Beings! Beings bleft "With Powers to pleafe THEE; not of paffive Ply "To Laws they know not; Beings lodg'd in Seats "Of well-adapted Joys; in different Domes "Of this Imperial Palace for thy Sons; Of this proud, populous, well-policy'd, "Tho' boundless, Habitation, plan'd by THEE! "Whofe feveral Clans their feveral Climates fuit ; "And Tranfpofition, doubtless, would destroy. "Or, Oh! indulge, Immortal KING! indulge "A Title, lefs august indeed, but more Endearing ah! how sweet in human Ears? "Sweet in our Ears! and Triumph in our Hearts "Father of IMMORTALITY to Man! * "A Theme that lately fet my Soul on Fire. "And THOU the NEXT! yet Equal! THOU, by whom "That Bleffing was convey'd; far more! was Bought * Night the Sixth, and Seventh. "Ineffable "Ineffable the Price! By whom all World's "Were made; and One, redeem'd! Illuftrious Light "From Light Illuftrious! THOυ, whofe Regal Power, "Finite in Time, but Infinite in Space, "On more than adamantine Bafis fix'd, "O'er more, far more, than Diadems, and Thrones, "Inviolably reigns; the Dread of Gods! "And Oh! the Friend of Man: Beneath whofe Foot, "Calm, or Tempeftuous (as Thy Spirit breathes) "Of Heaven with diftant Earth! By whom, I truft, "Power! To Whom?- Mysterious “Reveal❜d,—yet Unreveal'd! Darkness in Light! 86 Abfconding, yet Demonftrable, GREAT GOD! "Greater than Greatest! Better than the Best! "Kinder than Kindeft! with foft Pity's Eye, "Or, ftronger ftill to fpeak it, with Thine Oan, "From Thy bright Home, from That high Firmament, "Where THOU, from all Eternity, haft dwelt; "Beyond "Beyond Archangels una fifted Ken; "From far above what Mortals Highest call; "From Elevation's Pinacle; Look down, "Through-What? Confounding Interval! Thro' All, “And more, than lab'ring Fancy can conceive; "Thro' radiant Ranks of Effences unknown "Thro' Hierarchies from Hierarchies detach'd, "Round various Banners of OMNIPOTENCE, "With endless Change of rapturous Duties fir'd ;. "Thro' wondrous Beings interpofing Swarms; "All clustering at the Call, to dwell in THEE ; "Thro' this wide Waste of Worlds; this Vista vast "All fanded o'er with Suns; Suns turn'd to Night "Before Thy feeblest Beam,-Look down-down❝ down, "On a poor breathing Particle in Duft, "Or, lower,—an Immortal in his Crimes: "His Crimes forgive! Forgive his Virtues, too! "Those Smaller Faults; Half-Converts to the Right: " Nor let me close These Eyes, which never more "May fee the Sun (tho Night's defcending Scale "Now weighs up Morn), Unpity'd, and Unbleft! "In Thy Difpleafare dwells eternal Pain ; "Pain, our Averfion; Pain, which strikes me now ;, "And, fince all Pain is terrible to Man, "Tho' tranfient, Terrible; at Thy good Hour,. "Gently, ah gently, lay me in my Bed, "My Clay-cold Bed! by Nature, now, fo near; "By Nature, near; ftill nearer by Disease! "Till Then, be This, an Emblem of my Grave: "Let it out-preach the Preacher; Every Night "Let it out-cry the Boy at Philip's Ear; "That Tongue of Death !That Herald of the Tomb!! "And when (the Shelter of Thy Wing implor'd): "My Senfes, footh'd, shall fink in foft Repofe ;, * O fink this Truth ftill deeper in my Soul, "Suggested |