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M R. ROLLIN, in his Belles Lettres, speaking of the difference study
Ne makes between men in regard to their improvement, after having shewn the proof of his assertion by instances from history, makes the following observations.
« But, without recourse to history, let us only cast our eyes upon what ordinarily passes in nature. From thence we may learn what an infinite difference cultivation will make between two pieces of ground which are otherways very much alike. The one, if left to itself, remains rough, wild, and over-run with weeds and thorns. The other, laden with all sorts of grain and fruits, and set off with an agreeable variety of flowers, collects into a narrow compass whatever is most rare, wholesome, or delightful, and by the tiller's care becomes a pleasing epitome of all the beauties of different seasons and regions.
And thus it is with the mind, which always repays us with usury the care we take to cultivate it. That is the soil, which every man, who knows for what great ends he is designed, is obliged to inanage to advantage; a soil which is rich and fruitful, capable of immortal productions, and alone worthy all his care.
HE that keeps himself from great sins is as he that hath a prosperous
· voyage; he that repents, as he that saves himself upon a plank.
11. Repentance begins in the humiliation of the heart, and ends in the reformation of the life,
Defer not repentance till another day: he that hath promised pardon upon thy repentance, hath not promised life till thou repentest.
* If we put off repentance another day, we have a day more to repent of, and a day less to repent in,
TO MY SISTERS, r finding some of their School Copy Books among the Lumber in the
September 3, 1789.
THE clock struck nine"--and breakfast o'er,
* The attic story to explore,
To every tale, a moral is annex'd:
In fable, animals, birds, trees can preach;
That with my sisters, I myself may teach.
Few meditations will inore profit yield,
Than deep reflections on the lapse of time :
Replete with subjects, or of prose, or rhyme..
Then let us on these youthful times reflect,
And take a serious, retrospective view : .
Of learning) could their frowning aspect shew.
High health and spirits, class'd with sweet coritent,
And early tear of heaven and earth's Supreme;
To furnish riper age, a grateful theme. .
In early life, how many joys abound !
Yet, were we happy? --Let reflection tell Unmix'd feticity was never found
In any state on earth, since Adam fell.
To mirth and play, our youth's supreme delight,
Knowledge and godly fear too often bent: Or father, what we wish'd, we fancied right;
Free froin suspicion, as from ill intent.
When riper age succeeded giddy youth, um
And pleasure bow'd before reflection's shrine; Enjoyment, balanc'd in the scale of truth,
Defective, oft compelld us to repine.
Conscious of this, imagination lent
It's aid, and expectation bade us wait For that felicity, experience rent
From earthly bliss, in each succeeding state.
Hollow and piercing as a broken reed,
Terrestrial happiness-A phantom vain; Like will-o'-whisp, doth oft our steps mislead,
And fills our disappointed hearts with pain.
Yet solid comfort may on earth be found,
If sold happiness alone we seek: 'To “ precious faith,” God's promises abound,
“ Exceeding great and precious"-Hear Him speake
“ To you that fear my name, the glorious sun
Of riglneousness shall rise with healing wing" The earnest of eternal life begun,
That pard'ning love that covers all our sin.
Nor pard'ning love, shall be alone our boast:
“My powerful grace, in every trying hour, Shall overcome the fierce infernal host,
Detect their wiles, and trample on their power."
The world, the fesh, the devil, all shall yield
To that almighty spirit, who of old The rude chaotic elements could wield,
And into paradisiç order mould.
Oh what an ainple field, a glorious scene,
Presents itself to my enraptur'd view! “ Behold (though many ages roll between)
I-'tis the saviour speaks-make all things new..
« These words are true and faithful"'_Yet, if men
Dare doubt, oppose, or disbelieve his word
The universe obey it's sovereign Lord.
Hail glorious time !--But oh! what dreadful scenes
Of wrath and punishment, must first befal
Despise the mercy, offer'd free to all.
But I forbear- y sisters must excuse
A thought, promulg'd without a pre-intent.
Nor from the book of life our names be rent.
Happy and holy, are the souls who share
Bliss, the first glorious resurrection brings! First-fruits to God-children of faith and prayer,
Wash'd in that blood that makes them priests and Kings.
“ O'er these the second death, the fiery lake,
That dismal state-10 power shall assume"-
The prospect clear and bright, thro' death's terrific gloom?
, A RECIPE
TAKE of beauty and wit what you happen to have,
Each as pure and as simple as nature first gave;
To these you may add what affection you please;
AN EPIGRAM, Which was put up at the Dock Yard Gate, Chathan, soon after the Decease of a certain Calvinist Preacher in that Town, who used bitterly, in his public Harangues, to inveigh against Mr. John , Wesley; on account of his Belief in the Arminian Doctrines,
and at last condemned him to endless Damnation.
SAYS V—y* to Wesley, “ Pray how came you here?
To see you in heaven it makes me to stare.
The following Lines, accompanyiug the above, were wrote by another
Whether wicket or portal, there is but one door,