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Ambrosial odour, such as never flows
From Arab’s gum, or the Sabæan rose,
Does round the air evolving scents diffuse :
The holy ground is wet with heavenly dews :
Celestial music (such Jessides' lyre,
Such Miriam's timbrel, would in vain require)
Strikes to my thought through my admiring ear, 715
With ecstacy too fine, and pleasure hard to bear.
And lo! what sees my ravish'd eye? what feels
My wond'ring foul ? An opening cloud reveals
An heavenly form, embody'd, and array'd
With robes of light. I heard. The angel faid: 720

. Cease, man of woman born, to hope relief
From daily trouble and continued grief ;
Thy hope of joy deliver to the wind,
Suppress thy passions, and prepare thy mind;
Free and familiar with misfortune grow,

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Be us’d to sorrow, and inur’d to woe ;
By weakening toil and hoary age o'ercome,
See thy decrease, and hasten to thy tomb ;
Leave to thy children tumult, ftrife, and war,
Portions of toil, and legacies of care ; - 730
Send the successive ills through ages down,
And let each weeping father tell his son,
That deeper struck, and more distinctly griev'd,
He must augment the sorrows he receiv'd.

The child, to whose success thy hope is bound, 735 Ere thou art scarce interr'd, or he is crown'd, To luft of arbitrary sway inclin'd (That cursed poison to the prince's mind !)

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Shall from thy dictates and his duty rove,
And lose his great defence, his people's love; 740
Ill-counsel'd, vanquish’d, fugitive, disgrac’d,
Shall mourn the fame of Jacob's strength effac'd;
Shall figh the king diminish'd, and the crown
With lessen'd rays descending to his fon ;
Shall see the wreaths, his grandfire knew to reap 745
By active toil and military sweat,
Pining, incline their fickly leaves, and shed
Their falling honours from his giddy head;
By arms or prayer unable to assuage
Domestic horror and inteftine rage,

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Shall from the victor and the vanquish'd fear,
From Israel's arrow, and from Judah's spear ;
Shall cast his weary'd limbs on Jordan's food,
By brother's arms difturb’d, and stain'd with kindred-

blood. Hence labouring years shall weep their destin'd race, Charg'd with ill omens, fully'd with disgrace. Time, by necessity compellid, shall go Through scenes of war, and epochas of woe. The empire, lessen’d in a parted ftream, Shall lose its course .

760 Indulge thy tears: the Heathen shall blafpheme; Judah shall fall, oppress’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. 765 Again, obedient to a dire command, Thy captive sons shall 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 fky,770 (Inglorious change!) fall in deftruction lie Low, leveil'd with the dust; their heights-unknown, Or measur’d by their ruin. Yonder throne, For lasting glory built, design’d the seat Of kings for ever bleft, for ever great,

775 Remov'd by the invader's barbarous hand, Shall grace his triumph in a foreign land. The tyrant shall demand yon' facred load Of gold, and vessels fet apart to God, Then, by vile hands to common use debas'd, 780) Shall send them flowing round his drunken feaft, } With facrilegious taunt, and impious jest.

Twice fourteen ages shall their way complete; Empires by various turns shall rise and fet; While thy abandon'd tribes fhall only know 785 A different mafter, and a change of woe, With down-cait eye-lids, and with looks aghaft, Shall dread the future, or bewail the past.

Afflicted Israel shall fit weeping down, Fast by the streams where Babel's waters run; 790 Their harps upon the neighbouring willows hung, Nor joyous hymn 'encouraging their tongue, Nor cheerful dance their feet; with toil.oppress’d, Their weary'd limbs aspiring but to rest. In the reflective stream the sighing bride, Viewing her charms impair’d, abalh’d, fhall: hide

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Her pensive!head; and in her languid face
The bridegroom shall foresee his fickly race,
While ponderous fetters vex their close embrace.
With irksome anguish then your priests shall mourn 800
Their long-neglected feasts despair’d return,
And fad oblivion of their solemn days.
Thenceforth their voices they fhall only raise,
Louder to weep, By day, your frighted seers
Shall.call for fountains to express their tears, 805
And with their eyes were floods ; by night, from

dreams
Of opening gulphs, black storms, and raging flames,
Starting amaz’d, shall to the people shew
Emblems of heavenly wrath, and mystic types of woe,

The captives, as their tyrant shall require 810 "That they should breathe the song, and touch the lyre, Shail say: can Jacob's fervile race rejoice, Untun’d the mufick, and disus'd the voice? What can we play (they shall discourse), how fing In foreign lands, and to a barbarous 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-cast of mortal race !) can we conceive Image of aught delightful, foft, or gay? 820 Alas! when we have toild the longsome day, The fullest bliss our hearts aspire to know Is but some interval from active woe, In broken rest and startling Neep to mourn, Till morn, the tyrant, and the scourge, return. 825

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Bred up in grief, can pleasure be our theme?
Our endless anguish does not nature claim ?
Reason and sorrow are to us the fame.
Alas! with wild amazement we require,
If idle Folly was not Pleasure's fire ?

830 Madness, we fancy, gave an ill-tim’d birth To grinning Laughter, and to frantic Mirth.

This is the series of perpetual woe, Which thou, alas ! and thine, are born to know. Illustrious wretch! repine not, nor reply: 835 ) View not what Heaven ordains with Reason's eye. Too bright the object is ; the distance is too high. J The man, who would resolve the work of fate, May limit number, and make crooked straight : : Stop thy inquiry then, and curb thy sense, 840 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; 845 And that alone is good which centres in his will. J

Yet, that thy labouring senses may not droop, ' Loft to delight, and destitute of hope, Remark what I, God's messenger, aver From him, who neither can deceive nor err. 850 The land, at length redeem’d, shall cease to mourn, Shall from her fad captivity return. Sion shall raise her long-dejected head, And in her courts the law again be read.

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