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By him fall mountains to a level space,
No frowning care yon blest apartment sees,
Mark !--Here descends a grot, delightful feat!
We enter'd, where, in well-rang’d order, food Th'instructive volumes of the wise and good. These friends (faid he) though I defert mankind, Good angels never would permit behind. 320 Each genius, youth conceals, or time displays, I know; each work lome seraph here conveys, Retirement thus presents my fearchful thought, What heaven inspir’d, and what the Muse has taught; What Young satiric and sublime has writ,
325 Whose life is virtue, and whose Muse is wit. Rapt I foresee thy Mallet's * early aim Shine in full worth, and shoot at length to fame. Sweet fancy's bloom in Fenton's lay appears, "And the ripe judgment of instructive years. 330 In Hill is all that generous fouls
These scorn (faid I) the verse-wright of their age, 335
340 Let the weak malice, nurs’d to an esay, In some low libel a mean heart display; Those, who once prais’d, now undeceiv’d, despise, It lives contemnd a day, then harmless dies.
* He liad then just written The EXCURSION.
Or fiould fome nobler bard, their worth, unpraise, 345
Let Envy, he replied, all ireful rise,
O Pope !--Snce Envy is decreed by fate,
Rude earth-bred storms o'er meaner valleys blow, 375
Thus I. From what dire cause can envy spring ?
385 Then heedless to excel we meanly moan : Then we abstract our views, and Envy show, Whence springs the misery, pride is doom'd to know. Thus folly pain creates: By wisdom's power, We thun the weight of many a restless hour- 390 Lo! I meet wrong; perhaps the wrong I feel Tends, by the scheme of things, to public weal. I, of the whole, am part-the joy men see, Must circulate, and so revolve to me. Why should I then of private lofs complain ? 395 Of loss, that proves, perchance, a brother's gain ? The wind, that binds one bark within the bay, May waft a richer freight its willi'd-for way. If rains redundant food the abject ground, Mountains are but supplied, when vales are drown'd; 400 If, with foft moisture swell'd, the vale looks gay, The verdure of the mountain fades away. Shall clouds but at my welfare's call descend? Shuil gravity for me her laws suspend ?
For me shall funs their noon-tide course forbear ? 405
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HILE thus a mind humane, and wise, he Mhows,
All eloquent of truth his language flows. Youth, though depress’d, through all his form appears; Through all his sentiments the depth of
years. Thus he-Yet farther Industry behold,
5 Which conscious waits new wonders to unfold. Enter my chapel next-Lo! here begin The hallow'd rites, ihat check the growth of fin. When first we met, how soon you feem'd to know My bosom, labouring with the throbs of woe ! Such racking throbs!-Soft! when I rouse those cares, On my chill'd mind pale Recollection glares ! When moping Frenzy ftrove my thoughts to fway, Here prudent labours chac'd her power away. Full, and rough-rising from yon fculptur'd wall, Bold prophets nations to repentance call! į Meek martyrs smile in flames! gor'd champions groan ! And muse-like cherubs tune their harps in ftone!