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"° Words of the Preacher the Son of David King “ Jerufalem. Ecclefiafles, cap. I. ver. 1.
Vanity «»£ vanities, faith the Preacher, vanity of "*nities, allis vanity. Verf. z.
I comrn uned with mine own heart, faying, lo, I am °*ne to great eflate, and have gotten more wif. *°*n. thî, ali they that have been before me in *** falem : yea my heart had great experience of "ifdom and knowledge. Verf. 16.
He hath made every thing beautiful in his time : alfo he hath fet the world in their heart, fo that no man cap find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end. Verf. 1 1.
For in much wifdom is much grief: and he that incrtafeth knowledge, increafeth forrow. Chap, i. verf. 18.
And further by thefe, my Som, be admonifhed: of making many books there is mo end : and much
ftudy is a wearinefs of the fiefh. Chap. xii, verf. 12. .
Solomon feeking happinefs from Knowledge, convenes the learned men of his kingdom ; requires them to explain to him the various operations and effe&ts of nature ; difcourfes.of vegetables, animals, and man ; propofes fome queftions concerning the origin, and fituation of the habitable earth; proceeds to examine the fyftem of the vifible heavem ; doubts ifthere may not be be a plurality of worlds ; enquires into the nature of fpirits and angels ; and wifhes to be more fully informed, as to the attributes of the Supreme Being. He is imperfeétly anfwered by the Rabbins, and do&tors; blames his own curiofity ; and concludes, that, as to human fcience, AL L 1 s v AN 1 T Y.
Yp. fons of men, with juft regard attend,
That in this pilgrimage of feventy years, Over rocks of perils, and through vales oftears, T)eftin'd to march, our doubtful fteps we tend, Tir'd with the toil, yet fearful of its end. That from the womb we take our fatal fhares Of follies, paffions, labours, tumults, cares: And at approach of death fhall only know . The truths, which from thefe penfive numbers -} • That we purfue faife joy, and fuffer real woe. - Happinefs, obje&t of that waking dream, Which we cali life, miftaking: fugitive theime Of my purfuing verfe, ideal fhade, Notional good, by Fancy only made, And by tradition nurs'd, fallacious fire, Whofe dancing beams mif-lead our fond defire, Caufc of our care, and error of our mind : Oh ! hadft thou ever been by Heaven defign'd To Adam, and his mortal race, the boon Entire had been referw* d for Solomon : Cn me the partial lot had been beftow'd; And in my cup the golden draught had fow'd. But O ! ere yet original man was made ; Ere the foundations of this earth were laid ; It was cpponent to our fearch, ordain'd, That joy, flill fought, fhould never be attain'd, This fad experience cites me to reveal ; And what I diétate, is from what I feel. Born as I was, great David's favourite fom,
Dear to my people, on the Hebrew throne,
Sublime my court with Ophir's treafures bleft,
I faid ; and fent my edi&t through the land ;
The Vegetable world, each plant and tree,
Iknow not why the Beach delights the glade
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