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rapture in the soul, | finding in the regions of scepticism | nothing to which it corresponds, droops, and languishes. | In a world which presents a fair spectacle of order, and beauty, I of a vast family, nourished, and supported by an Almighty Parent - 1 in a world which leads the devout mind, step by step, I to the contemplation of the first fair, and the first good, I the sceptic is encompassed with nothing but obscurity, meanness, and disorder. /
When we reflect on the manner in which the idea of Deity is formed, I we must be convinced that such an idea intimately present to the mind, I must have a most powerful effect lin refining the moral taste. Composed of the richest elements, it embraces in the character of a beneficent Parent, and Almighty Ruler, 1 whatever is venerable in wisdom, whatever is awful in author'ity, I whatever is touching in good ness. |
Human excellence is blended with many imperfec'tions, and seen under many limitations. 1 It is beheld only in detached, and separate portions, I nor ever appears in any one character, whole, and entire. So that, when, in imitation of the Stoics, / we wish to form out of these fragments, the notion of a perfectly wise, and good man, / we know it is a mere fiction of the mind, without any real being in whom it is embodied, and realized. | In the belief of a Deity, | these conceptions are reduced to reality - | the scattered rays of an ideal excellence, are concentrated, I and become the real attributes of that Being with whom we stand in the nearest relation - | who sits supreme at the head of the universe, I is armed with infinite pow'er, / and pervades all nature with his presence.
The efficacy of these sentiments, I in producing, and augmenting a virtuous taste, I will indeed be proportioned to the vividness with which they are formed', and the frequency with which they recur. ; 1 yet some
b Ele-mènts; not elurmunts.
benefit will not fail to result from them I even in their low'est degree.
The idea of the Supreme Being, I has this peculiar property — that, as it admits of no substitute, I so, from the first moment it is impressed, it is capable of continual growth, and enlargement. God himself, is immu'table; | but our conception of his character, is continually receiving fresh accessions, is continually growing more extended and refulgent, I by having transferred upon it | new perceptions of beauty, and good ness; l by attracting to itself, as a centre, whatever bears the impress of dig'nity, or'der, or happiness. It borrows splendour from all that is fair, subordinates to itself all that is great', / and sits enthroned on the riches of the universe. |
THE THREE WARNINGS.
That love of life increas'd with years,
The greatest love of life appears. I
When sports went round, and all were gay, |
“With you'!) and quit my Susan's side'!| With you'!” | 'the hapless husband cried, ; |
Young as I am, 't is monstrous hard, ! |
His reasons could not well be stronger ; |
And left to live a little longer. I
And grant a kind reprieve,
Well pleas'd the world will leave.” |
The willing muse shall tell. : !
Nor thought of Death as near, ; /
He pass'd his hours in peace. !
Brought on his eightieth year. I
As all alone he sate, I
Once more before him stood. I
Since I was here before, I
And you are now fourscore.” |
I wish you joy, though, of your strength!” | But in jest; not button jest. bYears at least; not years'at-least.
“ Hold'," says the farmer, “not so fast: ! | I have been lame these four years past." | “ And no great wonder,” | Death replies. :) “ However, you still keep your eyes'; 1 And sure, to see one's loves, and friends, | For legs, and arms, would make amends." | “ Perhaps,” says Dodson, “ so it might', | But latterly, I've lost my sight..” | “ This is a shocking tale, 't is true, But still there's comfort left for you :) Each strives your sadness to amuse I warrant you hear all the news.” | • There's none',” cries he; “ and, if there were, | I'm grown so deaf, I could not hear.” | “Nay', then,” | the spectre stern rejoin'di, |
“ These are unjustifiable yearnings ; | If you are Lame', and Deaf', and Blind',
You 've had' your Three sufficient Warnings.! So, come along', | no more we'll part;" | He said, I and touch'd him with his dart. And now, old Dodson turning pale, | Yields to his fate so ends my tale. I
THE CHAMELEON ; OR, PERTINACITY EXPOSED.