,,poems ,,on ,,serious ,,and ,,sacred ,,subjects1 ,,printed ,,only ,,as ,,private ,,tokens ,,of ,,regard1 ,,for ,,the ,,particular ,,friends ,,of ,,the ,,author4 4444nec pia cessant ,in tumulo officia4 ,,miltoni ,,mansus4 ,a ,christian's kindness ends not in the tomb4 ,chichester3 ,,printed ,,at ,,the ,,private ,,press ,,of ,w4 ,,mason4 #ahah4 ,,on ,,the ,,fear ,,of ,,death3 ,,an ,,epistle ,,to ,a ,,lady4 #agfh4 ,,the ,,fear ,,of ,,death4 ,thou6 whose superior1 and aspiring mind ,can leave the weakness of thy sex behind2 ,above its follies1 and its fears can rise1 ,quit the low earth1 and gain the distant skies3 ,whom strength of soul and innocence have taught ,to think of death1 nor shudder at the thought2 ,say6 whence the dread1 that can alike engage ,vain thoughtless youth1 and deep-reflecting age2 ,can shake the feeble1 and appal the strong2 ,say6 whence the terrors1 that to death belong8 ,guilt must be fearful3 but the guiltless too ,start from the grave1 and tremble at the view4 ,the blood-stained pirate1 who in neighbouring climes1 ,might fear1 lest justice should o'ertake his crimes1 ,wisely may bear the sea's tempestuous roar1 ,and rather wait the storm1 than make the shore2 ,but can the mariner1 who sailed in vain ,in search of fancy'd treasure on the main1 ,by hope deceiv'd1 by endless whirlwinds tost1 ,his strength exhausted1 and his viands lost1 ,when land invites him to receive at last ,a full reward for every danger past3 ,can he then wish his labours to renew1 ,and fly the port just opening to his view8 ,not less the folly of the timorous mind1 ,which dreads that peace1 it ever longs to find2 ,which worn with age1 and tost in endless strife ,on this rough ocean1 this tempestuous life1 ,still covets pain1 and shakes with abject fear1 ,when sickness points to death1 and shews the haven near4 ,the love of life1 it yet must be confest1 ,was fixed by ,nature in the human breast2 ,and ,heaven thought fit that fondness to employ4 ,to teach us to preserve the brittle toy4 ,but why1 when knowledge has improv'd our thought1 ,years undeceived us1 and affliction taught2 ,why do we strive to grasp with eager hand1 ,and stop the course of life's quick-ebbing sand8 ,why vainly covet1 what we can't sustain8 ,why1 dead to pleasure1 would we live to pain8 ,what is this sentence1 from which all would fly8 ,oh6 what this horrible decree--to die8 ,tis but to quit1 what hourly we despise ,a fretful dream1 that tortures as it flies4-- ,but hold my pen6--nor let a picture stand ,thus darkly coloured by this gloomy hand3 ,minds deeply wounded1 or with spleen opprest1 ,grow sick of life1 and sullen sink to rest3 ,but when the soul1 possest of its desires1 ,glows with more warmth1 and burns with brighter fires2 ,when friendship soothes each care1 and love imparts ,its mutual raptures to congenial hearts2 ,when joyful life thus strikes the ravish'd eye1 ',tis then a task1 a painful task to die4 ,see6 where ,philario1 poor ,philario6 lies1 ,philario late the happy1 as the wise6 ,connubial love1 and friendship's pleasing power ,fill'd his good heart1 and crown'd his every hour3 ,but sickness bids him those lost joys deplore1 ,and death now tells him1 they are his no more4 ,blest in each name of ,husband1 ,father1 ,friend1 ,must those strong ties1 those dear connexions end8 ,must be thus leave to all the woes of life ,his helpless child1 his unprotected wife8 ,while thus to earth these lov'd ideas bind1 ,and tear his lab'ring--his distracted mind3 ,how shall that mind its wretched fate defy8 ,how calm his trouble1 and how learn to die8 ,in vain would ,faith before his eyes display ,the opening realms of never-ending day2 ,superior love his faithful soul detains ,bound1 strongly bound1 in ,adamantine chains4 ,but lo6 the gates of pitying ,heaven unfold3 ,a form1 that earth rejoices to behold4 ,descends3 her energy with sweetness join'd1 ,speaks the bright mission for relief design'd3 ,see6 to ,philario moves the flood of light2 ,and ,resignation bursts upon his sight3 ,see6 to the ,cross1 bedew'd with sacred gore1 ,humbly she points1 and bids the world adore2 ,then sweetly breathing in his soul inspires ,a ,christian spirit1 and devout desires4-- ,hark6 his last wish1 his dying pray'r's begun3 ,lord1 as in ,heaven1 on earth thy will be done6 ,calm is his soul2 his painful struggles cease2 ,he bows adoring1 and expires in peace4 ,o6 ,resignation2 thou unerring guide ,to human weakness1 and to earthly pride1 ,friend to ,distress1 who canst alone controul ,each rising tumult in the mad'ning soul2 ',tis thine alone from dark despair to save1 ,to soothe the woes of life1 and terrors of the grave3 ,thro' this rough world assist me with thy power6 ,calm every thought6 adorn my latest hour1 ,sustain my spirit1 and confirm my mind1 ,serene tho' feeling1 chearful tho' resign'd6 ,and thou6 my friend1 while thus in artless verse ,thy mind ,i copy1 and thy thoughts rehearse2 ,let one memorial1 tho' unpolish'd1 stand ,rais'd to thy friendship by this grateful hand6 ,by partial favour let my verse be tried1 ,and 'gainst thy judgement let thy love decide6 ,tho' ,i no longer must thy converse share1 ,hear thy kind counsel1 see thy pleasing care2 ,yet mem'ry still upon the past shall dwell1 ,and still the wishes of my heart shall tell3 ,o6 be the cup of joy to thee consign'd1 ,of joy unmix'd1 without a dreg behind6 ,for no rough monitor thy soul requires1 ,to check the frenzy of too rash desires2 ,no poignant grief1 to prove its latent worth1 ,no pain to wean it from the toys of earth2 ,thy soul untroubled can alike survey ,this gloomy world1 and ,heaven's immortal day3 ,then while the current of thy blood shall flow1 ,while ,heaven yet lends thee to thy friends below2 ,round thee may pleasure spread a chearful scene1 ,mild as thy heart1 and as thy soul serene6 ,and ,o6 when ,time shall bid thee yield thy breath1 ,and take thy passage thro' the gates of death1 ,may that last path without a pang be trod1 ,and one short sigh conduct thee to thy ,god6 ,,felpham3 ,,an ,,epistle ,,to ,,henrietta ,,of ,,lavant4 #ahad4 ,,felpham4 ,hail ,felpham6 ,hail6 in youth my favorite scene6 ,first in my heart of villages marine6 ,to me thy waves confirm'd my truest wealth1 ,my only parent's renovated health1 ,whose love maternal1 and whose sweet discourse ,gave to my feelings all their cordial force3 ,hence mindful1 how her tender spirit blest ,thy salutary air1 and balmy rest2 ,thee1 as profuse of recollections sweet1 ,fit for a pensive veteran's calm retreat1 ,i chose1 as provident for sure decay1 ,a nest for age in life's declining day6 ,reserving ,eartham for a darling son1 ,confiding in our threads of life unspun3 ,blind to futurity6--,o blindness1 given ,as mercy's boon to man from pitying ,heaven6 ,man could not live1 if his prophetic eyes ,view'd all afflictions1 ere they will arise4 ,think1 gentle friend1 who saw'st1 in chearful hour ,thy poet planning a sequestered tower1 ,and gayly rearing1 in affection's pride1 ,his little villa by the ocean's side2 ,encircled then by friendly artists1 three1 ,full of sweet fancy1 and of social glee1 ,think what sensations must have pierc'd his breast ,had a prophetic voice this truth exprest3 ,o'er thy new fabric ere six year's have fled ,lonely thou'lt mourn all these dear inmates dead4 ,the unrelenting grave absorb'd them all1 ,and in the shade of this domestic wall1 ,which1 as it rose re-echoed to their voice1 ,and heard them in gay presages rejoice ,of future studies1 works of special note6 ,that each1 to deck these precincts1 would devote4 ,here robb'd of them1 their leader1 and their friend1 ,of their kind visions feels the mournful end1 ,afflicted1 and alone6--,yet not alone6 ,their hovering spirits make this scene their own4 ,o sweet prerogative of love sublime6 ,which so can soften destiny1 and time1 ,that grief-worn hearts1 by ,fancy's charm revive6 ,the lost are present6 the deceas'd alive6 ,yes6 ye dear buried inmates of my mind6 ,your converse still within these walls ,i find2 ,in hours of study1 and in hours of rest1 ,you still to me my purest thoughts suggest3 ,my heart's propensities you cherish still ,to ,heaven thanksgiving6 and to earth good-will6 ,in you ,i still behold affection's smile1 ,which can all troubles of the heart beguile2 ,i hear your kind approvance of my zeal1 ,when1 anxious all your merits to reveal1 ,having consign'd your bones to sacred earth1 ,my mind aspir'd to memorize your worth4 ,grateful employment of the feeling soul6 ,that1 in despite of sorrow's dark controul ,keeps the pure form of deathless virtue bright ,by just commemoration's soothing light6 ,for such employment thou wast aptly made1 ,thou dear sequester'd cell6 in whose calm shade ,thy lonely bard might suit his plaintive strain1 ,to solemn music from the murmuring main6 ,belov'd marine retreat6 ,i oft recall ,the night1 ,i first repos'd within thy wall3 ,a night devoted1 at a friend's desire1 ,to touch the chords of a sepulchral lyre6 ,touch'd not in vain6--,the faithful tribute brought ,to cureless grief the lenitive1 she sought2 ,and ,lushington1 thro' tearful anguish1 smil'd ,on truth's memorial of her darling child4 ,little ,i thought1 when eager to bestow ,the heart's pure offering on parental woe1 ,how soon my filial pride1 and friend most dear1 ,would claim the meed of a melodious tear4 ,dear sacred shades of ,cowper6 and my ,son6 ,who1 in my fond affection1 liv'd as one6 ,congenial inmates6 on whose loss ,i found ,the sweetest light of life in darkness drown'd6 ,oft have ye witness'd1 while1 in this calm cell1 ,ye watch'd the lonely bard1 ye lov'd so well1 ,oft have ye witness'd1 how his struggling mind ,labour'd affliction's fetters to unbind1 ,ere his o'er-burthen'd faculties could cope ,with that ambitious task of tender hope1 ,to render justice to you both2 and frame ,memorials worthy of each honour'd name3 ,a debt the heart must feel6 truth1 and nature claim6 ,your smile1 dear visionary guests of night6 ,o'er my nocturnal hours breath'd new delight2 ,made me exult in labour1 plann'd for you6 ,its progress from your inspiration grew3 ,the toil was sweet1 that your approvance cheer'd2 ,for what your love inspir'd1 that love endear'd4 ,nor unregarded by the fair1 and great1 ,was your recluse in this sequester'd state2 ,when ,i began1 by just records1 to prove ,how ,cowper merited our country's love2 ,the loveliest regent of poetic taste2 ,first of the fair2 with all attractions grac'd6 ,friend of the muses6 and herself a muse6 ,her bright eyes dimm'd with sorrow's sacred dews1 ,the high-born beauty1 in whose lot combin'd ,all--that could charm and grieve a feeling mind1 ,shar'd with me1 in my cell1 some pensive hours2 ,herself most eloquent on ,cowper's powers1 ,urg'd to his willing ,eulogist his claim ,to public gratitude1 and purest fame4 ,the memoir1 as by gradual toil it grows1 ,endears the tranquil scene1 in which it rose2 ,and sheds1 since public favor blest the page1 ,a soothing lustre on my letter'd age4 ,the dues of faithful memory fondly paid ,to him1 devotion's bard6 dear sacred shade6 ,then my paternal hand was prompt to raise ,to that blest pupil1 who had shar'd his praise ,a similar record of tender truth2 ,the genuine portraiture of studious youth-- ,task of such pleasing pain1 as pierc'd the heart ,of ,daedalus1 the sire of antient art6 ,when1 in fond zeal1 his busy hand begun ,to mould the story of his hapless son1 ,but falter'd1 while1 o'erwhelm'd in mournful thought1 ,he work'd1 and wept upon the work1 he wrought4 ,ah peerless youth6 whose highly-gifted hand ,could all varieties of skill command1 ,ere illness undermin'd thy powers to use ,the ,sculptor's chizzel1 and the ,painter's hues6 ,had thy ascending talents1 unenchain'd1 ,of studious life the promis'd zenith gain'd1 ,confederate arts would then have joy'd to see ,their ,english ,michael ,angelo in thee4 ,but never be it by true love forgot1 ,thou hast a higher1 and a happier lot6 ,the prime of blessings1 in a world like this1 ,is early transit to the realms of bliss3 ,thence thy pure spirit oft will charm to rest ,those pangs of fond regret1 that pierce my breast1 ,when recollection mournfully surveys ,unfinish'd products of thy studious days4 ,ah what a host of filial fair designs3 ,where1 springing from the heart1 the fancy shines1 ,thy enterprising mind had here bestow'd1 ,to honour ,felpham as thy sire's abode6 ,all to thy mental eyes were present here2 ,the scene1 we join'd to deck1 all yet endear1 ,tho' hardly embrios of plastic grace1 ,many yet want their features1 and their place4 ,these vacant circlets1 that still court mine eye1 ,can ,i survey1 without a bursting sigh1 ,when fond remembrance tells me that from these ,thy filial hand1 tho' robb'd of strength and ease1 ,yet inly conscious of ingenious power1 ,resolv'd1 in labour's first reviving hour1 ,to fashion portraits claiming just regard1 ,the ,tuscan sculptor6 and the ,grecian bard6 ,whom 'twas thy hope in marble to create ,as honour'd guardians of thy poet's gate2 ,there is no spot within this ,villa's bound1 ,e'en to the ,turret's topmost airy round1 ,which thy kind fancy1 that no ills could check4 ,with sweet ideal projects fail'd to deck3 ,eager to fix around1 below1 above1 ,proofs of thy skill1 and monuments of love6 ,thy gay activity how passing sweet1 ,ere this arising structure was complete6 ,when 'twas our joy its scaffolds to ascend1 ,and mark how bright its varied views extend2 ,to search how far the glass-assisted eye ,may scenes of splendor1 and of peace1 descry6 ,the first1 where1 blazing in the gorgeous west1 ,the sun delights on ,vecta's hills to rest1 ,and gild those fleets1 that1 when they cease to roam2 ,come fraught with glory to her favorite home2 ,the second1 where1 in softer northern light1 ,eartham1 lov'd little hill1 allures the sight1 ,and towering woods1 that crown the loftier ,nore1 ,salute our seamen1 as they near the shore6 ,ye scenes1 that live in memory's regard4 ,whose quiet beauty charm'd your pensive bard6 ,in hopes his eye might long delight to trace1 ,tho' distant1 visible1 your rural grace2 ,in hopes of tender love1 not idle pride6 ,he rear'd his turret by the ocean's side1 ,lofty1 tho' little6 that his sight might still ,enjoy sweet intercourse with ,eartham-hill2 ,where1 while his heart with pure ambition glow'd1 ,the filial artist plann'd his own abode2 ,and by a telegraph1 his skill design'd1 ,endearing mark of his inventive mind1 ,he meant to hold1 as mutual wants require1 ,constant communion with his absent sire3 ,fair purpose6 furnishing much kind employ1 ,and oft a subject of ideal joy ,to hearts1 forbid by mercy to foresee1 ,how soon the heaven-taught youth1 by heaven's decree ,must leave the favorite hill1 that charm'd his eyes1 ,in early transit to serener skies6 ,angel6 yet visible to mental sight6 ,still let me1 pensive in my ,turret's height1 ,whose view of heaven unbroken1 unconfin'd ,fixes the lifted eye and fills the mind2 ,let love1 ascending from earth's dark abyss1 ,still commune with thee in thy scene of bliss6 ,sole meditation on thy heavenly worth4 ,transcending all the social joys of earth2 ,to purest fancy giving boundless scope1 ,turns worldly trouble to celestial hope4 ,my stedfast friend6 unchang'd by chance and time6 ,pure in the wane of life1 as in its prime2 ,dear ,henrietta1 to whom justice pays ,her cordial tribute in these local lays2 ',tis the prime privilege of souls like thine1 ,to feast on heavenly thoughts in life's decline4 ,faith to thy veteran bard exults to bring ,her living water from the ,christian spring2 ,hence the sweet vision1 soft as evening's ray1 ,shedding enchantment o'er the close of day3 ,hence the persuasion1 which all time endears1 ,that our true friendship1 firm thro' changeful years1 ,in scenes exempt from clouds of pain and strife1 ,has sure expectancy of endless life4 ,epistle ,,to ,,the ,,bishop ,,of ,,landaff4 ,christmas ,day1 #ahaa4 ,epistle4 ,thy fav'rite ,prelate haste1 my verse6 to greet ,adorning nature in his sylvan seat6 ,his southern hermit1 his unchanging friend1 ,sends him such tribute1 as the heart may send1 ,love1 that1 in honouring a peaceful sage1 ,invokes all blessings on his hallowed age4 ,though many a mountain rears its head between ,his wood-crown'd mansion1 and my cell marine1 ,in mental vision ,i his form survey ,thro' various periods of our vital day2 ,now as his manly figure struck my sight1 ,when first ,i heard his voice1 with new delight1 ,imparting science1 or celestial truth1 ,with ,latin eloquence1 to ,english youth2 ,and now1 as when1 o'erpowering sceptic strife ,in his mild vigor of maturer life3 ,his liberal spirit gain'd the world's applause1 ,the mitred champion of the ,christian cause6 ,oh ever friendly to a guileless bard1 ,whose pure ambition sought thy kind regard2 ,how fervently ,i wish1 that verse of mine1 ,nor vain1 nor languid1 tho' in life's decline1 ,might thro' thy heart the cheering glow diffuse1 ,that friendship welcomes from no venal muse1 ,when worth time-honour'd1 still as frank as youth1 ,owns that her words of praise are words of truth6 ,benign ,landaff6 to liberal arts a friend6 ,may all those arts thy well-earned fame attend6 ,grateful for all thy kindness to his sire1 ,my filial sculptor1 with ,promethean fire1 ,while yet a boy1 confess'd a proud design1 ,to make thy spirit in his marble shine2 ,and1 with expression eloquently just1 ,charm future ,christians by thy breathing bust1 ,that1 hope1 with many a plan devoutly bold1 ,the great disposer of our days controll'd2 ,saw tortured youth angelically calm1 ,and call'd the martyr to his heav'nly palm4 ,if love1 inherent in a parent's heart1 ,sighs for that lost ,marcellus of his art1 ,still can ,i joy1 that with rare length of days1 ,heaven yet allows my hallow'd friend to raise1 7,and with his own more energetic hand ,whose works the ravages of time withstand17 ,a portrait of himself3--thou much-lov'd sage6 ,far yet extend that biographic page1 ,where conscious of existence well employ'd1 ,and mental treasures gratefully enjoy'd1 ,thy virtuous age will morally display ,the various labours of thy useful day3 ,and in thy own rich eloquence enshrin'd1 ,leave thy instructive life1 a lesson for mankind6 ,epistle ,,to ,,john ,,sargent1 ,,esq4 ,,october1 #ahad4 ,epistle4 ,friend of my vernal and autumnal day1 ,in life's gay bloom1 and in its slow decay3 ,sargent6 who leav'st thy hermit's studious cell1 ,to act thy busier part1 and act it well1 ,in courts of rural justice to preside1 ,in temperate dignity unstain'd with pride4 ,oft let us meet1 that friendship's honour'd chain1 ,in its extension may new lustre gain2 ,so let us1 cheer'd by memory's social blaze1 ,live o'er again our long-departed days4 ,i thank kind ,heaven1 that made the pleasure mine ,beneath my roof to see thy virtues shine2 ,when ,providence thy fondest wishes crown'd1 ,casting thy lot on fair1 and southern ground3 ,when the gay songs of ,eartham's friendly grove ,proclaim'd the triumph of thy prosperous love-- ,tis sweet to plant a friend in genial land1 ,and see his branches round the world expand6 ,i share thy joy1 the heart's parental feast ,to learn thy filial pilgrim in the ,east1 ,thy youthful ,harry1 is among the prime1 ,whom learning honours in her ,indian clime3 ,nor less the joy to hear thy eldest-born1 ,whom gifts of sacred eloquence adorn1 ,has1 with ,cicestria's liberal applause1 ,those gifts exerted in the noblest cause3 ,pleas'd to promote the most sublime emprise ,that ,christian charity could e'er devise2 ,to blend her votaries of every name ,in one harmonious universal aim2 ,to make the word of ,god1 that truest wealth1 ,the heart's nutrition1 and the spirit's health ,as common as the food1 by heavenly power ,pour'd from the skies1 a life-preserving shower1 ,on deserts pour'd1 in hopeless hunger's track1 ,when ,he1 who gather'd little1 felt no lack4 ,my friend of many years6 we both have found ,darkness and sunshine on the chequer'd ground1 ,in different paths appointed to our feet3 ,you in the world--your host in his retreat6 ,yet blest be ,heaven1 that grants us to behold ,wonders of ,providence like those of old1 ,when mortals in the waste1 they murmuring trod1 ,saw1 and rever'd the guidance of their ,god1 ,we have beheld1 and with one heart and voice ,hail'd the bright scene1 that bids the globe rejoice2 ,nature releas'd from devastation's flood1 ,and peace emerging from a sea of blood4 ,wonders yet happier to devotion's eyes ,in blissful vision will now widely rise1 ,from pure diffusive zeal in ,britain sprung1 ,bidding the ,gospel speak in every tongue2 ,till its effect earth's utmost bounds attest1 ,jesus enthron'd in every human breast1 ,and all his subjects1 as his mercy will'd1 ,feeling within themselves his joy fulfill'd4 ,yes1 my time-honoured friend1 with one accord ,we bless the promised advent of our ,lord1 ,in heavenly prospect1 tho' we still sustain ,our unexhausted share of earthly pain4 ,but whatsoever ills yet undisplay'd ,may o'er our eve of life throw deeper shade1 ,we have the constant comfort to possess ,an antidote against the mind's distress2 ,that settled trust in ,providence divine4 ,which lets the ,christian at no lot repine3 ,but1 when most tried1 his faith's prime power employ1 ,and make affliction minister to joy4 ,we both have past thro' many a troubled day1 ,and felt adversity's heart-searching sway3 ,but when most wounded1 both have kiss'd the rod1 ,and blest the pangs assign'd us by our ,god2 ,to wean us from a world1 which1 ,nature sees1 ,none estimate aright1 or quit with ease1 ,but souls ,heaven-taught1 that1 free from doubt's alarm1 ,hail death their herald to the ,saviour's arms4 ,we both1 my friend1 in mind sedate and firm ,enter'd with thankfulness life's latest term4 ,and ,i might claim 7could years such right assume7 ,first to attain the quiet of the tomb2 ,there show me still the friendship of our youth1 ,and still speak of me with indulgent truth4 ,may'st thou1 less worn by griefs of many a year1 ,still rich in filial gems1 that earth endear6 ,thy public duties long with grace discharge1 ,esteem'd and honour'd by the world at large4 ,thy elder1 idler friend that world may spare1 ,and yet allow his name a station there2 ,for he long literary zeal has shown1 ,to honour merit1 that surpassed his own3 ,and hop'd to live beyond his mortal days1 ,in ,england's memory1 and friendship's praise4 ,high hopes6 o'er which his holier thoughts aspire1 ,and make the peace of ,god his paramount desire4 ,epistle4 ,,to ,,mrs4 ,,hannah ,,more ,,on ,her ,recent ,publication--,practical ,piety4 ,,june #ahaa4 ,epistle ,hail6 hallow'd sister6 of a saintly band6 ,whose hearts in homage to their ,god expand6 ,who1 by the kind ,urania taught to sing4 ,see palms celestial in their culture spring2 ,and1 while devotion wafts them to the skies1 ,teach weaker mortals on their wings to rise6 ,hannah6 whom truth1 with a parental smile1 ,ranks with her favorites of our letter'd isle2 ,thou in wide fields1 by tribes of learning fill'd1 ,by folly vainly view'd1 by wisdom till'd2 ,where grain and weed arise in mingled birth1 ,to nourish1 or oppress1 the race of earth2 ,well hast thou ply'd thy task of virtuous toil1 ,and reap'd distinction's tributary spoil3 ,long has thy country1 with a fond acclaim1 ,joy'd in thy genius1 gloried in thy fame2 ,progressive talents in thy works beheld1 ,thine earlier volumes by thy last excell'd6 ,the noblest motive sway'd thy moral pen1 ,intent to meliorate the sons of men ,from that now distant year1 when faith design'd ,thy sacred dramas for the youthful mind2 ,to this rich season of thy honour'd age1 ,when1 with the fervour of a ,christian sage1 ,thine eve of life1 with dews from ,heaven impearl'd ,shows piety in practice to the world4 ,well ,i remember1 tho' long years have past1 ,long years with dark calamity o'ercast1 ,well ,i remember1 and with grateful pride1 ,how to my heart thy friendly verse supplied ,the glow of exultation2 for thy praise ,shed gracious honour on my sportive lays4 ,when 'twas my aim to clear from thorns of strife ,the budding roses of domestic life1 ,and teach young nymphs1 in irritation's hour1 ,to triumph over spleen's insidious power4 ,o that1 while glowing with celestial hope1 ,gently we haste down life's autumnal slope1 ,each well convinc'd1 and with a mind serene1 ,from long experience of our chequer'd scene1 ,convinc'd no blessings of this earth transcend ,the countless value of a ,christian friend2 ,o that just sympathy1 and warm esteem1 ,kindling to vivid inspiration's beam4 ,would to my lyre1 tho' in an aged hand1 ,supply1 at gratitude's devout command1 ,praise1 such as purest minds delight to hear1 ,when truth and nature prove that praise sincere6 ,but vain such wishes1 for in virtue's cause ,thou hast receiv'd angelical applause3 ,no thirst for weaker praise that mind can feel1 ,which ,porteus cheer'd with evangelic zeal3 ,porteus1 complete in every graceful part6 ,a bard in spirit6 with a hermit's heart6 ,in heaven's pure service never cold1 or faint1 ,till new existence glorified the saint6 ,how sweet with those1 whom still on earth we prize1 ,to bless a recent inmate of the skies6 ,on buried friends to let fond memory dwell1 ,and grateful truth their bright endowments tell6 ,careless1 if envy1 with a spleenful sneer1 ,reviles that eulogy she bates to bear1 ,saying with freedom's ill-assum'd pretence1 ',tis noxious flattery1 o'erwhelming sense4 ,peace6 scornful pride6 nor with malignant aim ,belie the voice of consecrated fame1 ,thy subtlest arts1 the pious to debate4 ,end1 with strict justice1 in thy own disgrace4 ,how weak were friendship could she shake with dread ,of thy detraction 'gainst her worthies dead6 ,no6 such detraction makes her zeal more just ,to every claim of their yet speaking dust4 ,save me1 good heaven6 and all whom ,i regard1 7,or hasty muse1 or irritable bard17 ,save us1 good heaven6 in mild and temperate age1 ,from wounded vanity's vindictive rage6 ,to genuine friendship pure delight is given1 ,next to the favor of approving heaven2 ,and that delight is most sublimely felt4 ,when nature in vain tears1 has ceased to melt3 ,when sorrow1 quell'd by purer love's controul1 ,to sweet reflection yields the chasten'd soul1 ,contemplating1 thro' clouds to sunshine turn'd1 ,the sure beatitude of those--she mourn'd3 ,this sunshine yet to us the heavens assign ,in ,porteus1 still thy friend6 in ,cowper1 mine6 ,when tender fancy1 on affection's plume1 ,emerging from the shadows of the tomb ,aspires to trace1 in visionary flight1 ,the just made perfect1 thro' the realms of light6 ,how glows the soul1 with more than earthly joy1 ,in fondly imaging their blest employ6 ,how oft1 dear ,cowper6 at the close of day1 ,when contemplation sheds her mental ray1 ,i seem1 through optics of the mind to see ,thy sainted spirit1 from incumbrance free6 ,marking how quick1 in various hearts1 arise ,those seeds of virtue1 that thy verse supplies6 ,what joy1 not speakable by mortal tongue1 ,what praises1 to the harp of seraph sung1 ,may glad thee1 now repaid for all thy woes1 ,while boundless vision to thy spirit shows ,how e'en thy earthly song1 by heaven inspired4 ,attain'd the glorious aim1 thy heart desired3 ,destin'd to spread1 uncrampt by time or space1 ,progressive goodness thro' the human race6 ,thou monitor6 by youth and age revered6 ,by wisdom prized6 to tenderness endear'd6 ,while men and angels bid thy fame extend1 ,and nature owns thee her benignant friend2 ,could there be mortals so perversely blind1 ,as coarsely to revile thy tender mind1 ,basely applying1 with malignant glee1 ,the hateful title ,misanthrope1 to thee6 ,let just oblivion wrap in endless night ,such baleful fruits of worth-defaming spight3 ,truth ne'er could ,cowper's want of zeal reprove1 ,as fervent as a saint in friendly love4 ,hannah6 to whose effulgent mind belong ,continual plaudits from the sons of song1 ,be witness how1 in his sequester'd bowers1 ,cowper acknowledging thy various powers1 ,ever on thee1 thy verse1 thy prose1 bestow'd ,applause1 where cloudless admiration glow'd ,with warmth1 that jealousy could ne'er perplex2 ,he praised thee1 as the glory of thy sex1 ,in verbal power1 in intellectual grace1 ,never inferior to man's lordly race6 ,congenial spirits1 warm'd with kindly zeal1 ,each others merits ye were sure to feel ,for one1 true virtue's favorite employ1 ,her happiest exercise6 her highest joy4 ,one glorious motive sway'd each active mind ,whether the bard1 to rhymes no more confin'd1 ,rapidly sketch'd with glance intensely keen1 ,his bird's-eye prospect of our human scene1 ,or the fair moralist1 in polish'd prose1 ,describ'd the living manners as they rose4 ,one glorious motive clear in each we prize4 ,bright as the vestal flame1 which never dies4 ,the philanthropic wish1 from heaven inspir'd1 ,that keeps the toiling mind in toil untir'd2 ,the wish1 unstain'd by every selfish aim4 ,free from the thirst of lucre and of fame2 ,the wish most valued1 when best understood1 ,to make the pen an instrument of good1 ,recalling mortals lost in false delight1 ,to find true favour in their ,saviour's sight4 ,the ,bard1 enfranchised from his earthly fate1 ,now soars1 from this probationary state ,to join the seraphs of sublimer tone1 ,whose harps are vocal round the ,almighty throne3 ,on earth his laurels no destruction fear ,from cold neglect1 or envy's blighting leer4 ,verse1 in whose influence the good rejoice1 ,is sure to echo from the human voice1 ,while praise1 as faithful as the mystic dove1 ,flows from the lips1 of gratitude and love4 ,cowper still lives1 to truth's clear optics given1 ,endear'd to earth1 and recompens'd by heaven6 ,and ,o dear lady6 who like him1 canst feel ,for erring mortals anxious friendly zeal1 ,and deck1 like him1 thy monitory page ,with charms attractive both to youth and age1 ,whose pure instruction1 with a skill refin'd1 ,suits both the lowly1 and the lofty mind3 ,like ,cowper1 thou canst bear1 with calm disdain1 ,while pity saves thee from resentment's pain1 ,the dark insidious enmity of those ,who1 self-entitled friends1 and secret foes1 ,if they applaud thy talents1 still deride ,thy warm devotion1 as fanatic pride1 ,tho' such devotion1 undebased by art1 ,proves its clear source in tenderness of heart2 ,sincerely ,christian1 it forgives the lie ,that dares its nature1 and its truth deny4 ,when1 rich in honours1 as in length of days1 ,and satisfied with just affection's praise1 ,thy spirit to a purer world ascends1 ,to share the fellowship of sainted friends1 ,may this sweet vision of the blest be thine1 ,to trace how widely1 with a guide divine4 ,thy active mind1 while resident below1 ,in soften'd hearts taught piety to grow1 ,aiding benighted souls to view the day1 ,and drive depravity's dark clouds away3 ,what bliss1 to welcome in those realms of light ,young angels6 owning thou hast helped their flight1 ,and from the ,saviour of the world to hear ,those1 who befriended earth--to heaven are dear6 ,monitory ,verses ,to a ,young ,lady1 who indulged too gloomy ideas of our sublunary state4 ,dear nymph of a feeling1 and delicate mind6 ,whose eye the rash tears of timidity blind1 ,when fancy alarm'd takes a heart-chilling hue1 ,and the prospect of life is all dark in thy view1 ,let me1 as thy monitor1 mild and sincere1 ,to thy spirit the gift of existence endear6 ,and shew thee1 if darkened by fear or chagrin1 ,the sunshine of friendship can gild every scene6 ,those1 who true to the ,ruler of every hour1 ,rely on his mercy1 and trust in his power2 ,whatso'er is their lot1 may1 by viewing it right1 ,convert all its darkness to visions of light ,when mortals of hope the fair presage assume1 ,even death's sable pall is no object of gloom3 ,they smile on the path which their best friends have trod1 ,and rejoice1 when they feel1 they are summon'd to ,god4 ,be it long1 my young friend1 ere such joy can be thine1 ,first embrace all the gifts1 faith exults to resign4 ,the best prelude to death is1 without mental strife4 ,to be grateful for all the pure pleasures of life3 ,and many pure pleasures to mortals are given1 ,sick or well1 rich or poor1 by the bounty of heaven1 ,if we all draw them forth 7by well acting our part17 ,from that mine of delight1 an affectionate heart6 ,epistle ,,to ,a ,,friend1 ,,on ,,the ,,divinity ,,of ,,our ,,saviour4 ,inconcussa tenens dubio vestigia mundo44 #ahae4 ,epistle4 ,dear ,disputant6 whose mind would boldly soar1 ,and all theology's domain explore6 ,i love the candid fervency of soul1 ,that scorns a dogmatist's austere controul2 ,let liberal scholars1 as they surely ought1 ,claim1 and allow1 a latitude of thought6 ,as friends ,i honour1 with a love benign1 ,many1 whose creeds may vary far from mine3 ,secure from error ,i no mortal deem2 ,but all1 who truly seek for truth1 esteem4 ,yet with a mild regret1 and kind concern ,i see temerity's ambition burn1 ,when zeal1 self-blinded in a mental mist1 ,denies1 that hallow'd mysteries exist2 ,and deems1 that reason1 which no fears appall1 ,has self-sufficiency to clear them all3 ,tis reas'ning pride1 not reason1 just1 and sore4 ,which in religion finds no point obscure2 ,which1 measuring ,godhead with an earthly line1 ,would rob the ,saviour of his rights divine4 ,there are1 who call ,him1 by their dreams beguil'd1 ,mere man2 of mortal geniture the child6 ,tho' sanction'd1 by his ,sire's almighty breath1 ,his ,son6 a sovereign o'er life1 and death6 ',tis not for mortals1 in their transient hour1 ,to pierce the secrets of primordial power2 ,or guess1 how ,god1 on his eternal throne1 ,to filial spirit could impart his own3 ,but how can earth deny1 by truth unblam'd1 ,divinity1 that ,heaven itself proclaim'd4 ,reason opposes pride's degrading plan4 ,to sink the ,saviour to a simple man3 ,were ,he no more1 could ,he1 so born1 presume ,with ,heaven to mediate for all nature's doom8 ,no6 for1 so born1 ,himself must then require ,a mediator with th' eternal ,sire3 ,disclaim his ,godhead1 you at once imply ,his deeds are doubtful1 and his word a lie4 ,if not a ,god1 most guilty of mankind1 ,his doctrine tends the human race to blind4 ,surpassing e'en the fiend1 who caus'd our fall1 ,by sharing worship with the ,sire of all6 ,o ye6 whose reas'ning pride can so mistake ,the truths1 ,he meekly spoke for mercy's sake6 ,more humbly grateful1 learn ye to rejoice ,in all the dictates of his cheering voice6 ,who1 to console his grief-dejected flock1 ,show'd1 how their faith is built upon a rock2 ,and1 in the closing of his earthly strife1 ,made manifest ,himself as ,lord of ,life6 ,and tho' to death1 the most disgraceful1 driven1 ,possessing all the powers of earth1 and ,heaven4 ,pure source of light6 and safety to the lost1 ,without ,thee on a sea of darkness tost6 ,sovereign of grace1 and kindness so sublime1 ,thou view'st with pity their ungrateful crime1 ,who1 while they load ,thee with degrading praise1 ,would darken in thy crown its heavenly rays4 ,and ,o6 how truly pitiable are those1 ,by nature mild1 nor truth's intended foes1 ,whose strange illusion yet miscalls ,thee1 man1 ,tho' chosen to fulfil redemption's plan6 ,who of ,thy ,godhead want that sacred sense1 ,that cordial glow of gratitude intense1 ,which forms the bliss of their enlighten'd zeal1 ,who all the merits of thy mercy feel6 ,who hail ,thee quitting thy bright throne above1 ,sublime example of celestial love6 ,to clear1 for them1 a debt1 they could not pay1 ,and change their darkness to eternal day6 ,how passing sweet to pure devotion's soul1 ,are proofs of thy unlimited controul6 ,while the true ,christian's mental eyes survey ,thy heavenly origin1 and healing sway4 ,only begotten ,son of ,sire supreme1 ,whose quickening bounty was thy vital beam1 ,ere nature lived1 when1 with thy filial aid1 ,the vast foundation of all worlds was laid6 ,when the paternal ,god was pleas'd to see ,a blight reflection of ,himself in ,thee6 ,the splendour of his glory6 form'd to share ,his purest power1 his providential care1 ,and1 in consummating his gracious will1 ,at length annihilate all cureless ill6 ,to faith's pure eyes how ravishingly clear ,signs of her ,lord's ,divinity appear6 ,while earth and ,heaven invite her to behold ,how the fair series of those signs unfold6 ,a blest ,redeemer1 and without a trace ,of man's corruption in his ruin'd race1 ,announc'd by mercy to our fallen sire1 ,soon made that contrite criminal respire3 ,age after age1 of prophecy the breath4 ,softening the horrors in the doom of death1 ,while nature strove with sin's dark woes to cope1 ,shed thro' her lighten'd heart religious hope4 ,thro' patriarchal times1 in vision clear1 ,types of the great ,deliverer appear3 ,at length1 when centuries have roll'd away4 ,and faith stands watching for her promis'd day1 ,she sees her ,saviour from a virgin sprung1 ,his advent by attending angels song6 ,and wisdom usher'd by the guiding ,star1 ,hails ,him1 with gifts of homage1 from afar4 ,the voice of ,heaven proclaims his promis'd birth1 ,and conscious nature feels her friend on earth4 ,his uninstructed youth divinely sage1 ,transcends the knowledge of experienc'd age3 ,the weak receive the strength1 his will can give1 ,the dead obedient to his mandate live1 ,in power as mighty1 as in mercy kind1 ,he dies1 the ransom of redeem'd mankind6 ,lord of ,existence6 ,he expires to prove ,his matchless effort of celestial love2 ,and ratify1 while ,he resigns his breath1 ,his glorious conquest o'er the gates of death6 ,a massive tomb receives his sacred corse2 ,and foes would guard it with a watchful force3 ,vain boast of folly's disbelieving rout6 ,who thus confirm the ,deity1 they doubt6 ,the grave beholds the heavenly victor rise1 ,and soar triumphant to his native skies4 ,his troubled servants still to calm and cheer ,see ,him1 in human tenderness appear6 ,and while the slow of faith ,he mildly blames1 ,my ,lord6 my ,god6 his doubt-freed saint exclaims4 ,were ,he not ,god1 and worthy of our trust1 ,could ,he admit such worship from the just8 ,and bless the conscious of his heavenly right1 ,whose faith demands no evidence of sight8 ,yet grace divine full evidence has given2 ,witness6 ,thou earth6 by his dread sufferings riven6 ,witness6 ,thou speaking firmament above6 ,when ,god proclaim'd ,him offspring of his love6 ,pleas'd to that blessed offspring to impart ,prerogative divine1 dominion of the heart6 ,exulting angels hail his sovereign sway2 ,attest his glory1 his commands obey2 ,and usher ,him1 whom e'en the demons own ,as ,earth's ,redeemer1 to his heavenly throne3 ,thence1 while mankind receive a second birth1 ,he ratifies the word1 ,he spoke on earth2 ,and pleas'd to see his rescued servants live1 ,he gives them1 what the world had not to give2 ,internal peace6 the duteous mind's repose6 ,with powers to foil the most malignant foes6 ,this vital sunshine of enlighten'd hearts1 ,this to his firm adherents ,he imparts2 ,when duly grateful for his kind controul1 ,they bless his empire o'er the willing soul1 ,for in his own1 as in his ,father's name1 ,he claims their boundless love2 a righteous claim6 ,a claim1 in which the proofs of ,godhead shine6 ,celestial attributes6 and grace divine6 ,hear how beyond the scope of mortal voice1 ,he bids his servants in his word rejoice1 ,bids them for every good on ,him depend6 ,as dearer far than every earthly friend1 ,regard ,him1 parents1 children far above2 ,and die with transport to secure his love4 ,were ,he mere man1 must not such orders seem ,distracted arrogance1 an impious dream8 ,so of men's lives ,he only might dispose2 ,from whose divinity their safety flows1 ,who left the bosom of ,his heavenly ,sire1 ,to merit1 what none other might acquire1 ,a sacred right with that dread ,sire to plead1 ,to change the doom1 his justice had decreed1 ,and save the guilty from perdition's storm2 ,celestial victim in a human form6 ,whose mediation1 soft'ning wrath supreme1 ,taught nature to revive1 in mercy's beam4 ,gracious ,restorer of a race condemn'd1 ,tho' by the thankless tribes revil'd1 contemn'd4 ,yet gratitude1 and truth1 who round ,thee fly1 ,with all thy menial angels of the sky1 ,viewing thy gifts with rapturous amaze1 ,hail thy beneficence with heavenly praise3 ,all bear eternal witness1 that ,thou art ,justly a ,sovereign in the human heart4 ,man cannot yield too much1 when1 at thy call ,to ,thee his grateful zeal resigns his all2 ,whate'er be may resign1 yet more he gains1 ,while in his heart his blest ,redeemer reigns2 ,by thy kind words he is inform'd aright1 ,and ,thee exulting owns his path1 his light6 ,whether we ponder1 with a mind serene1 ,the gracious marvels of thy earthly scene1 ,or the firm promise to thy servants given1 ,just ere they saw ,thee re-ascend to ,heaven2 ,or the fulfilment of thy grand bequest1 ,the promis'd ,comforter of man distrest6 ,that spirit1 which1 as man's unfailing friend1 ',twas thine1 from thy celestial throne1 to send ,the ,spirit of thy ,sire6 of truth6 and peace6 ,by whose blest influence base passions cease2 ,and ,christians1 worthy of their ,lord1 combine ,in the pure bond of charity divine6 ,conscious from whom1 their new sensations flow6 ,to whom their renovated hearts they owe6 ,and conscious1 while their heavenly1 guide they bless1 ,their gratitude is safe from all excess6 ,in sentient beings1 if their love and zeal ,should rise proportion'd to the aid1 they feel1 ,unbounded1 as thy benefits1 should be ,the thankful homage of our hearts to ,thee4 ,divine ,deliverer6 whose grace bestows ,exemption from unutterable woes6 ,such gifts on men1 as they can ne'er requite1 ,made1 from the slaves of darkness1 sons of light6 ,thou filial ,deity6 whose merits rise ,to such amazing height in human eyes1 ,a justly humble mind1 that feels their sway ,too great for earthly language to display1 ,conceives1 e'en seraphs1 tho' in glory's beam1 ,may find their voice unequal to the theme6 ,and seems to view them in their heavenly seat1 ,mute1 from pure adoration1 at thy feet3 ,thou blest ,restorer of corrupted man ,from all the snares of ,satan's dark divan6 ,thou1 who with true compassion1 hast survey'd ,lost wanderers perishing without thy aid6 ,to whose pure eyes all wonders are reveal'd1 ,that live in mortals1 from themselves conceal'd6 ,who view'st with favor1 when they most aspire1 ,their narrow faculties1 and vast desire6 ,o prosper1 and sustain my anxious thought1 ,pondering thy attributes1 as mortals ought6 ,that while ,i strive to make thy nature known1 ,my zeal may tend to purify my own4 ,pardon the daring aim of grateful love1 ,if1 in research1 man's intellect above1 ,i vainly seek such heavenly things to know1 ,as ,thou to mortals hast not deign'd to show1 ,veiling the mode of thy celestial birth ,from beings blind to mysteries of earth6 ,thy geniture1 and thy redeeming power ,transcend the known extent of nature's dower3 ,but pity weak mortality--that tries ,to reach1 what may elude all human eyes6 ,the knowledge man desires1 is found by none3 ,the ,eternal ,sire1 ,he only1 knows the ,son3 ,taught by this truth1 be it our wish alone ,to know ,him1 only as he would be known1 ,by grace divine6 his bounty's blest effect ,on those1 who hail ,him with devout respect6 ,thou filial ,deity in manly shape6 ,whose eye no deeds1 no thoughts of man1 escape6 ,thy servants have no wound1 ,thou dost not feel1 ,no sorrow1 that thy aid can fail to heal6 ,in all the trials1 ,i was born to bear1 ,many1 and sharp1 have fallen to my share2 ,i bless them1 leading me to feel1 and see1 ,our sweetest comfort is our trust in ,thee4 ,calm acquiescence in thy sacred will ,becomes an antidote to every ill2 ,as tasks1 ensuring favour in thy sight1 ,grief turns to joy1 and anguish to delight2 ,till all the chasten'd heart exults to bless ,a ,martyr's triumph o'er subdued distress6 ,saviour6 whose image pure maternal prayer1 ,fix'd in my heart1 with just dominion there1 ,thou never banish'd thence6 tho' in my youth1 ,i heard rash sceptics1 scoffing at thy truth1 ,deride thy ,gospel1 and thy deeds revile1 ,as the false tales of an impostor's guile3 ,blest6 that no impious wit had power to blind ,thy dawn of favour in my opening mind6 ,there1 in maturer seasons1 grief1 and pain1 ,as heavenly agents1 have confirmed thy reign4 ,my spirit's guardian6 soother of my woes6 ,still of my chequer'd days illume the close6 ,all mortals feel1 their trespasses require ,an ,intercessor with th' eternal ,sire2 ,and on their minds thy cheering favours shine1 ,who feel1 thou art an arbiter divine2 ,who thy dominion o'er the soul confess1 ,and1 as their final ,judge1 thy ,godhead bless6 ,deign to befriend me in my dying hour6 ,thou clear ,vicegerent of thy ,father's power6 ,and1 while1 within a grateful heart1 ,i own ,my hopes to view ,thee on thy heavenly throne4 ,with all thy merits on my soul imprest1 ,may faith's firm wings convey me to thy breast6 ,such1 friendly disputant of studious mind6 ,ever to good1 in active life1 inclind6 ,such are my thoughts1 my views1 my hopes1 my creed1 ,adverse1 ,i own1 to those1 for which you plead6 ,and which1 to speak without reserve1 ,i deem ,a rash surmise1 a dark ,socinian dream6 ,tho' tenets diversely our fancy strike1 ,may both1 in purity of heart alike1 ,still trust the hope1 to that endowment given1 ,to reach the glorious certainty of ,heaven6 ,where1 when the pardon'd round their ,lord unite ,their errors will be lost in beatific light4 ,a ,,collection ,,of ,,hymns #ahag4 ,hymn to ,humility ,of all the ,christian virtues chief ,with modest charms1 and mild relief1 ,most apt to heal the wounds of pride1 and spleen1 ,to thee1 humility2 ,i bend2 ,o let me feel1 thou art my friend6 ,rule thou my bosom1 as its gentle queen6 ',tis thine benignly to repress ,all proud conceit1 all vain excess2 ,to give the chasten'd mind its proper tone2 ,to make it keep in sight ,the worth of others with delight1 ,and never look too fondly on its own4 ,teach me1 with active zeal1 to wake ,at nature's sigh1 for pity's sake1 ,when pride in dreams of apathy will nod6 ,still guided by thy ,christian breath1 ,keep me1 thro' scenes of life1 and death1 ,to mortals kind1 and dutiful to ,god4 ,hymn to ,contrition4 ,tenderest ,herald of the sky1 ,nature's safeguard from perdition1 ,friend of sweet1 tho' tearful eye1 ,call'd by angels meek ,contrition-- ,bid me with a due concern ,sigh for recollected error1 ,and to purer conduct turn1 ,full of hope1 and free from terror6 ,all1 who have thy succour tried4 ,near to ,heaven's expanding portal1 ,blessing ,thee1 their chosen guide1 ,joy1 in ceasing to be mortal4 ,hand-maid of the ,saviour's throne1 ,sent by ,him to check depression1 ,make my chasten'd soul thy own1 ,guarding it from all transgression4 ,hymn to the ,saviour4 ,saviour6 pure source of life and zeal intense1 ,whose words were peace1 whose deeds benificence1 ,around thy servant ever may ,i see ,the sunshine of the soul deriv'd from ,thee4 ,while their true faith enlighten'd ,christians prove1 ,by mutual aid1 and evangelic love1 ,by sins environ'd1 may we strive alone ,to pardon others1 and repent our own4 ,so may we1 comforted by words from ,heaven1 ,that clearly prove the penitent forgiven1 ,with trust beyond the confidence of youth1 ,rest on our guardian ,god--the ,god of ,truth6 ,,two ,,hymns ,written for the ,asylum of ,female ,orphans4 ,i4 ,parent to those1 whose infant days ,no human parent know2 ,to thee1 ,o ,charity6 the praise ,of filial love shall flow4 ,base want1 and vice1 a foe to all6 ,round us their snares had thrown4 ,had not thy arm1 at pity's call1 ,embrac'd us for thine own4 ,o blest the land6 where all to ,thee ,a tender homage pay6 ,where indigence and wealth agree ,to venerate thy sway6 ,that land the wrath of ,heaven may spare4 ,when ruthless nations groan2 ,her guarded orphan's grateful prayer ,may rise to mercy's throne4 ,parent to those1 whose infant days ,no human parent know2 ,to ,thee1 ,o ,charity1 the praise ,of filial love shall flow4 ,,ii4 ,we have no parent but our ,god2 ,yet will we not in grief despair2 ,for ,he this vale of sorrow trod1 ,to make the desolate his care4 ,the voice of innocence and youth1 ,to ,thee1 meek ,saviour6 may ascend2 ,thou ,god of ,tenderness1 and ,truth1 ,of ,infancy ,thou art the ,friend4 ,thro6 tears1 that fill the orphan's eye1 ,with humble confidence we see ,calamity1 an holy tie6 ,that binds our helpless tribe to ,thee4 ,for charity1 angelic power6 ,thy fav'rite delegate below6 ,makes industry1 our peaceful dower6 ,a guard from indigence and woe4 ,we have no parent1 but our ,god2 ,in ,him we trust1 who reigns above3 ,children ,he blest1 when here ,he trod1 ,and we are children of his love4 ,a ,morning ,hymn4 ,awake my soul6 in cheerful mood1 ,thy matin thanks to pay6 ,the ,god1 who gives thee rest1 and food1 ,directs thee to be gay4 ,the ,jewish world was dark1 and cold1 ,there doubts and fears annoy3 ,thy ,shepherd to his happier fold ,brings light1 and peace1 and joy4 ,cease then1 ,o ,christian6 cease to grieve ,in tempest1 or in calm6 ,smile on affliction1 and receive ,her consecrated palm6 ,a ,collection of ,hymns4 ,hymn written for the ,rev4 ,mr4 ,walker1 of ,chichester4 ,where may zeal due succour find1 ,man1 for thy unguarded mind8 ,to shield thee1 when temptations reign1 ,from folly's snare1 and vice's bane8 ,the law of ,god1 a ,saviour's law1 ,justly heard with grateful awe1 ,that alone pure light supplies ,to the simple1 and the wise4 ,he1 whose heart1 however tried1 ,keeps the word of ,god his guide1 ,he walks secure1 and undismay'd ,amid misfortune's darkest shade4 ,he1 tho' tempests round ,him roll1 ,feels a sacred calm of soul2 ,breathing1 to his latest breath1 ,joy in life1 and hope in death4 ,hymn4 ,since the ,evening of ,life will soon close1 ,while ,i live1 may ,i justly incline ,to diffuse peace of heart among those1 ,whose lives may be guided by mine6 ,to ,christ may ,i lead them to own ,the charms of his tender controul1 ,and with gratitude gaze on ,his throne4 ,whom to serve is the joy of the soul6 ,hymn to the ,creator4 ,source of all kind1 all potent thought6 ,thou ,god of ,goodness1 and of ,power6 ,in ,thee my soul1 by trouble taught1 ,shall trust1 as in protection's tower4 ,the surest friend1 the safest guard1 ,in thy sweet mercy may ,i see6 ,and solitude itself regard1 ,as blessed intercourse with ,thee6 ,lord6 in whose hands are life1 and death1 ,so let me live1 so let me die1 ,that love may grace my vital breath1 ,and faith1 and hope1 my final sigh6 ,hymn on ,charity4 ,nor faith1 nor hope1 whate'er their force1 ,can aught avail the soul1 ,should charity not guide its course ,to glory's heavenly goal4 ,the songs of wisdom1 tho' they soar ,to notes that seraphs swell1 ,if she be wanting1 are no more ,than folly's tinkling bell4 ,a thousand shapes1 as bright as morn1 ,sweet ,charity assumes1 ,and all the hues of ,heaven adorn ,her variegated plumes4 ',tis she with consolation's voice ,that stills affliction's storm1 ,she bids despairing want rejoice ,in bounty's radiant form4 ,but with what semblance is she seen1 ,that more her power endears1 ,than when with mild instruction's mien ,her infant train she rears8 ,then she the earth-bound spirit lifts ,above the valley's clod1 ,then gives the richest of her gifts1 ,the knowledge of her ,god4 ,hymn for ,christmas ,day4 ,saviour inspire the voice of earth1 ,to hail the day that gave ,thee birth2 ,the ,heavens resound in blest accord1 ,hosanna6 to the highest6 praise the ,lord4 ,let hymns of gratulation flow ,from ,adam's race redeem'd from woe2 ,for ,paradise to man restored1 ,hosanna6 to the highest6 praise the ,lord4 ,wisdom1 and power1 and peace proclaim ,the new-born ,saviour's blessed name1 ,his glory stars to stars record1 ,hosanna6 to the highest6 praise the ,lord4 ,nature to ,him in homage fall2 ,he comes--the ,judge1 the ,lord of all3 ,his welcome sound on every chord1 ,hosanna6 to the highest6 praise the ,lord4 ,hymn to the ,saviour4 ,lord1 who in mercy's tender tone ,invitest every child of dust1 ,to seek protection from thy throne1 ,and in thy guardian grace to trust4 ,to thy true votary impart ,hope1 from all doubt1 all terror free1 ,make every movement of my heart ,a glow of gratitude to ,thee6 ,hymn4 ,lord whose eyes every heart in existence survey1 ,who canst regulate all with thy merciful sway1 ,from mine may thy grace1 as a guardian1 discard ,whatever might render it--selfish and hard3 ,o keep it from evil propensities free1 ,ever mild to mankind1 ever grateful to ,thee3 ,this heart ever feels1 with thy image imprest1 ,the more it is ,christian--the more it is blest6 ,hymn4 ,make us1 ,o ,god6 in whom we breathe1 and move1 ,worthy to love ,thee1 and to win thy love6 ,thy word informs us how thy love is won1 ,by grateful trust in thy beloved ,son6 ,through every season may such trust encrease6 ,we know it duty1 and we feel it peace4 ,,finis4