Omnia mista quidem, fluxa omnia, ludicra demúm
Omnia, nec votis eft quod refpondeat ufquam.

Forfan et ipfe Deus, (divinum exquirere fi fas
Confilium,) fic res attemperat, ufque fecundis
Adverfas mifcens, et amaris dulcia condit;
Spernere ut hinc difcat Terreftria Mens, et amicis
Caftigata malis, coelo fpem ponat in uno,
Est ubi certa Domus, requies ubi fola laborum.
Quare age, jam tandem memorata recollige mecum.
Quippe viam emenfus dubiam, fcopulofque latentes
Erroris nunc prætervectus et æquora cæca

Confpicio portum. Nempe hæc quæ cogitat et vult,
Mens, haud terrenis conflata eft ex elementis;
Ergo Naturâ eft quiddam immortale fuapte.
Verùm hanc interea Deus hanc extinguere poffit:
Efto, Deus poffit fi fert divina voluntas;
At non extinguet: neque enim vis illa sciendi
Tot res humana tam longe forte remotas;
Nec porro Aterni nunquam fatiata cupido;
Nec defiderium noftris in mentibus hærens

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Perfecti,

Perfecti, fruftra eft. Jam fi fas Jufque requirunt

Ut fceleri male fit, bene Virtutique, nec illa.
Alterutri fors obtingat, dum vivitur istic;

Reftat ut hoc alio fiat difcrimen in ævo.

Tum vero quæ nunc rudis, et fapiente Bonoque..
(Si genus humanum fpectes) haud Numine digna eft
Scena, revelabit dempta fe nube, colorque
Verus erit rebus, verufque videbitur Ordo.
Hoc nifi credideris, dic, qua ratione probetur
Omnino effe Deum fummo qui confilio Res
Harmoniaque regit; Num cætera fcilicet aptè
Dirigit, hac, quæ præcipua eft, in parte laborat?
Haud ita; Tempus erit, (noli quo quærere more)
Hoc fatis eft, hoc conftat, erit poft funera Tempus;
Cum Deus, ut par eft, æquos excernét Iniquis,
Sontibus Infontes, et idonea cuique rependet.

F I N I S.

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IMMORTALITY

OF THE

SOU L.

A PO E M.

Man's whole Life is full of Care,

Nor to his Toils is Refpite found;
Another State, that's better far,

Darkness hides, and Clouds furround:
But Life on Earth too much we love,
Because it makes a glitt'ring Shew,

Nor can we by Experience prove

That other Life in Shades below:
Hence by Fables here and there

We're led, we know not how, nor where. EURIPIDES.

Tranflated from the Latin of ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE, Efq; By RICHARD GREY, D.D.

Commiffary and Official of the Archdeaconry of LEICESTER.

LONDON,

Printed for BENJAMIN DOD, at the Bible and Key in Ave-Mary Lane, near St. Paul's.

MDCCLIV.

[Price One Shilling and Six-pence.]

ADDENDA et CORRIGENDA..

Page 5. for line 3 and 4, ready The facred Poet to our View prefents, 23. after line 8. read the two following Lines (left out by Miftake)

And flow-emerging, to fome public Poft

Of Truft or Honour he's at length advanc'd:

25. at the end of Line 24. put an instead of?

35. Line 15. for Exalts r. Exults.

38. Line the laft, for Flowr's r. flow'rs.

TO THE REVEREND

DAVID TRIMNELL, D.D.

PRECENTOR of the Cathedral Church of

LINCOLN,

And ARCHDEACON of LEICESTER,

This Tranflation (of the Elegant Poem,

Written by his Son-in-Law,

ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE Efq;

Upon the Immortality of the Soul)

Is with the highest Respect dedicated

By his moft obliged and most

Obedient humble Servant,

R. GREY.