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• Inspetuous of this life: let thy command
• If, while this weary'd flesh draws fleeting breath,
And for thy mercy let me sing thy praise :
My pray'r scarce ended, a stupendous gloom
Strikes to my thought thro’ my admiring ear,
• Cease, Man, of woman born, to hope relief,
Suppress thy passions, and prepare thy mind.
See thy decrease, and hasten to thy tomb.
And let each weeping father tell his son,
• The child, to whose success thy hope is bound,
And lose his great defence, his people's love;
By arms or pray'r unable to assuage
• Shall from the victor and the vanquish'd fear, • From Israel's arrow, and from Judah's fpear ; • Shall cast his weary'd limbs on Jordan's flood, By brothers arms disturb'd, and stain'd with kindred blood. • Hence lab'ring years shall weep their destin'd race,
Charg'd with ill omens, fully'd with difgrace. • Time, by neceflity compellid, shall go « Thro’ scenes of war, and epochas of woe : • The empire, leffen'd in a parted ftream, « Shall lose it's course
Indulge thy tears: the heathen shall blaspheme; • Judah shall fall, opprefs'd by grief and shame, • And men shall from her ruins know her fame.
• New Egypts yet, and second bonds remain; - A harsher Pharaoh, and a heavier chain. · Again, obedient to a dire command, · Thy captive fons Thall leave the Promis'd Land; • Their name more low, their servitude more vile, • Shall on Euphrates' bank renew the grief of Nile.
• These pointed spires that wound the ambient sky,
(Inglorious change !) shall in destruction lie * Low, levell'd with the duft; their heights unknown, · Or measur'd by their ruin. Yonder throne, • For lasting glory built, design'd the feat • Of kings for ever bless’d, for ever great, • Remov'd by the invader's ba rb'rous hand, • Shall grace his triumph in a foreign land. • The tyrant thall demand yon facred load • Of gold and vessels set apart to God;
Then, by vile hands to common use debas’d,
Shall send them flowing round his drunken feast, "With facrilegious taunt, and impious jeft.
· Twice fourteen ages shall their way compleat; Empires by various turns shall rise and set : • While thy abandon'd tribes shall only know • A diff'rent master, and a change of woe ;
• With downcast eye-lids, and with looks aghaft, Shall dread the future, or bewail the past..
• Aflicted Ifrael shall fit weeping down, • Fast by the streams where Babel's waters run; • Their harps upon the neighb'ring willows hung, • Nor joyous hymn encouraging their tongue, • Nor chearful dance their feet'; with toil oppress'd, • Their weary'd limbs aspiring but to reft. • In the reflective stream the sighing bride,
Viewing her charms impair'd, abalh'd shall hide • Her pensive head; and in her languid face • The bridegroom shall foresee his fickly race; • While pond'rous fetters vex their close embrace. • With irksome anguish then your priests shall mourn
Their long-neglected feasts despair'd return,
And fad oblivion of their solemn days : • Thenceforth their voices they shall only raise, • Louder to weep. By day, your frighted seers • Shall call for fountains to express their tears, . And wish their eyes were floods : by night, from dreams • Of opening gulphs, black storms, and raging fames, • Starting amaz’d, shall to the people shew • Emblems of heav'nly wrath, and mystick types of woe.
• The captives, as their tyrant shall require • That they should breathe the song, and touch the lyre, • Shall say,
“ Can Jacob's servile race rejoice, “ Untun'd the mufick, and disus'd the voice ? " What can we play ?” they shall discourse ; “ how sing “ In foreign lands, and to a barb'rous king? “ We and our fathers, from our childhood bred “ To watch the cruel victor's eye, to dread “ The arbitrary lash, to bend, to grieve, “ (Out-caft of mortal race !) can we conceive
Image of aught delightful, soft, or gay? " Alas! when we have toil'd the longsome day,
“ The fullest bliss our hearts aspire to know,
« This is the feries of perpetual woe,
May limit number, and make crooked straight :
Stop thy enquiry, then, and curb thy sense, · Nor let duft argue with Omnipotence. « 'Tis God who must dispose ; and man sustain, · Born to endure, forbidden to complain :
Thy sum of life must his decrees fulfil ; • What derogates from his command, is ill, • And that alone is good which centres in his will.
• Yet that thy lab’ring senses may not droop,
The land, at length redeem'd, shall cease to mouro;
Sion shall raise her long-dejected head,
And with new luftre pierce the neighb'ring skies,