CLVIII A REASONABLE AFFLICTION ON his death-bed poor Lubin lies, With frequent sobs, and mutual cries, A different cause, says parson Sly, His wife, that he may live. CLIX M. PRIOR. THE POWER OF MUSIC WHEN Orpheus went down to the regions below, He tun'd up his lyre, as old histories show, All hell was astonish'd a person so wise, Should rashly endanger his life, And venture so far-but how vast their surprise! When they heard that he came for his wife. To find out a punishment due to his fault But pity succeeding found place in his heart, Such merit had music in hell. CLX DR. T. LISLE. A NIGHT PIECE How deep yon azure dyes the sky! The grounds, which on the right aspire, "Time was, like thee, they life possest, Those graves, with bending osier bound, That nameless heave the crumbled ground, Quick to the glancing thought disclose, Where toil and poverty repose. The flat smooth stones that bear a name, The chisel's slender help to fame, (Which ere our set of friends decay Their frequent steps may wear away), A middle race of mortals own, Men, half ambitious, all unknown. The marble tombs that rise on high, Whose dead in vaulted arches lie, Whose pillars swell with sculptur'd stones Arms, angels, epitaphs, and bones, These, all the poor remains of state, T. PARNELL. CLXI ORIGIN OF EVIL EVIL, if rightly understood, While it remains, without Divorce, It is the Good's own Strength and Force. As Bone has the supporting Share, In human Form divinely fair, As Light and Air are fed by Fire, As Hope and Love arise from Faith, Or any Instance thought upon, So, by abuse of Thought and Skill, Thus when rebellious Angels fell, The very Heav'n, where good ones dwell, Became th' apostate Spirits' Hell. Seeking, against eternal Right, Thus Adam, biting at their Bait, Fell to the Evils of this Ball, Which, in harmonious Union all, Were Paradise before his Fall. And, when the Life of Christ in Men Will all be Paradise again. J. BYROM. |