Down on the turf, the next, two two legg'd beaft, NO Between these wide extremes the length is fuch, Almighty Pow'r, by whofe moft wife command, Take this faint glimm'ring of thy felf away, O Truth divine! enlightend by thy ray, And told'ff me what thofe myftic tokens meant ; • Marks of my birth, which I had worn in vain, Too hard for worldly fages to explain. • Zeno's were vain, vain Epicurus' schemes, Their fyflems falfe, delufive were their dreams. • Unfkill'd my twofold nature to divide, • One nurs❜d my pleasure, and one nurs'd my pride ;~ • Those jarring truths which human art beguile, Thy facred page thus bids me reconcile,' Offspring Offspring of God, nolefs thy pedigree, patarina mwe Faultlefs thou dropp'dft from his unerring fkill,...) Borne on thy new-imp'd wings, thou took'ft thy flight, Angel enough to feek thy blifs again, And brute enough to make thy fearch in vain. 144 Curb'd, or defervid, or baulk'd, or gratified, " clod; In what thou want'ft, and what thou haft poffefs depe Within the chancel; and he wrote Thereon, Hic Deus eft. A merry grig, whofe greedy mind Long wish'd for such a prey, Refpefting not the facred words Took out the gold, and blotting out Wrote, Refurrexit, non eft hic, "Your God is rose and gone,” THE THE TRIALS OF VIRTUE, By Mr. MERRICK. LAC'd on the verge of youth, my mind PLAC Life's op'ning fcene furvey'd: I view'd its ills of various kind, Afflicted and afraid. But chief my fear the dangers mov'd My heart the wife purfuit approv'd; For fee! ah fee while yet her ways Oh how fhall I, with heart prepar'd, How from the thousand fnares to guard My unexperienced feet ? 1 As As thus I mus'd, opprefive fleep Before me rofe: on the wide fhore The gathering forms around me roar, Near and more near the billows rife E'en now my fteps they lave; And death to my affrighted eyes Approach'd in ev'ry wave. What hope, or whither to retreat ! I feel my heart within me die ;l When fudden to mine ear A voice, defcending from on high, Reprov'd my erring fear:‹. What tho' the fwelling furge thou fee in Impatient to devour; Reft, mortal, reft on God's deeree, • And thankful own his pow'r. Know, |