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Chapter of St. Matthew. 


W EN my breaſt labours with opprefiive care, 
While all my warring paſſions are at ſtrife, 

Oh, let me liſten to the words of life 

Raptures deep felt, his doctrine did impart, 


And oer my cheek deſcends the falling tear ; 


And thus he lov'd to chear the lonely Heart. 


Think not, when all, your ſcanty ſtores afford, 
Is ſpread, at once, upon the ſparing board ; 
'Think not, when worn, the homely robe appears, 
While, on the roof, the howling tempeſt bears ; 
What, farther, ſhall this feeble life ſuſtain, 

And what ſhall cloath theſe ſhiv'ring links again. 
Say, does not life its nouriſhment exceed ? 


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To them, tior ſtores, nor granaries, belong, 
Nought, but the woodland, and the pleaſing ſong ; 
Yet, your Kind heavenly Father bends his eye, 


On the leaſt wing, that flits along the ſky. 


To him they ſing, when Spring renews the plain, 
To him they cry, in Winter's pinching reign ; 
Nor is their muſick, nor their plaint in vain. 


He hears the gay, and the diſtreſsful call, 


And with unſparing bounty fills them all, 


Obſerve the riſi ing Lilly's ſnowy Brace. 
Obſerve the various vegetable race; 
They neither toil, nor ſpin, but careleſs grow, 
Yet ſee how warm they bluſh ! how bright they glow ! 
What regal veſtments can with them compare ! 


What king ſo ſhining and what queen ſo fair! 


If, ceaſeleſs, thus the fowls of heaven he feeds, 


If, oer the fields, ſuch lucid robes he ſpreads ; 


Will he not care for you, ye faithleſs, ſay 2 
Is he unwiſe 2 Or, are ye leſs than they ? 


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WEET, ſleeky Doctor! dear pacifick ſoul | 
Lay at the beef, and fuck the vital bowl. 
Still let th* involving ſmoak around thee fly, 

And broad-look'd dulneſs ſettle in thine eye. 

Ah! ſoft in down theſe dainty limbs repoſe; 

And in the very lap of ſlumber doze ; 

But chiefly on the lazy day of grace, 

Call forth the lambent glories of thy face ; 

If ought the thoughts of dinner can prevail, 
And ſure the Sunday's dinner cannot fail. 

To the thin church in ſleepy pomp proceed, 
And lean on the Lethargick Book thy head. 
Theſe eyes wipe often with the hallow'd lawn, 
Profoundly nod, immeaſurably yawn, 

Slow let the prayers by thy meek lips be ſung, 
Nor let thy thoughts be diſtanc'd by thy tongue ; 
If eer the lingerers are within a call 

Or if on prayers thou deign'ſt to think at all. 
Yet — only yet — the ſwimming head we bend ; 
But when ſerene, the pulpit you aſcend, 


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Through every joint a gentle horror creeps, 


And round you the conſenting audience {leeps. 
So when an Aſs with ſluggiſh front appears, 
The Horſes ſtart, and prick their quivering ears; 


But ſoon as e'er the Sage is heard to bray, 
The fields all thunder, and they bound away. 


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E's not the Happy Man, to whom is given 
H A plenteous fortune by indulgent Heaven g 
Whoſe gilded roofs on ſhining columns riſe, 

And painted walls enchant the gazer's oye; 
Whoſe ta le flows with hofpitable chear, on 

And all the various bounty of the year ; 

Whoſe valleys ſmile, whoſe gardens breathe the Spring, 
Whoſe carved mountains bleat, and foreſts ſing ; 
For whom the cooling ſhade in Summer twines, 
While his full cellars give their generous wines; 
From whoſe wide fields unbounded Autumn pours 
A golden tide, into his ſwelling ſtores : 

Whoſe Winter laughs ; for whom the liberal gales 
Stretch the big ſheet, and toiling Commerce fails ; 


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While youth, and health, and vigour ſtring his nerves. 
Even not all theſe, in one rich lot combin'd, 
Can make the Happy Man, without the Mind ; 
Where Judgment ſits clear-ſighted, and ſurveys 
The chain of Reaſon with unerring gaze; 
Where Fancy lives, and to the bright ning eyes, 
Bids fairer ſcenes, and bolder figures riſe; 
Where /ocial Love exerts her ſoft command, 
And plays the Paſſions with a tender hand, ? 
Whence every Virtue flows, in rival ſtrife, 
And all the moral Harmony of life... 


Nor canſt thou, D---D---x, this truth decline. 
Thine is the Fortune, and the Mind is thine. 


HYMN on SOLITUDE. 


H' IL ever-pleaſing Solitude 3 
Companion of the Wiſe and Good !.- 


But, from whoſe holy, piercing eye, 
The herd of fools, and. villains fly... 


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A thouſand ſhapes you wear With eaſe, 


And till in eyery: ſhape you pleaſe ; 
Now wrapt in ſome my ſterious dream, 

A lone philoſopher: you ſeem; 

Now quick fon hill to vale you fly, 
And now you ſweep the vaulted ſky, f 
And Nature triumphs in your eye. 
And pining, hang the penſive head. 

A Shepherd next, you haunt the plain; 
And 'warble forth your osten firain. 


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Of that ſweet paſſion in your face ! 
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Thine is th' unbounded breatlr of morn, 

Juſt as the dew-bent roſe is born; 

And while meridian fevers beat, 

'Thine is the woodland dumb retreat ; 

But chief, when evening ſcenes decay, 
And the faint landſkip ſwims away, 
'Thine is the doubtful dear decline, 

And that beſt hour of muſing thine, 


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'And contemplation rears the head 5 
Religion, with her avful brow, 


And rapt URANIA waits on you. 


Oh, let me pierce thy ſecret cell ! 
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