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7 (For | human | good de / pends on | human I will,)

71 7 Our | fortune | rolls 7 | as from a smooth del

scent, 71 | And from the first impression, | | takes the 1

bent; 711 But if un / seiz'd, 9 17 she glides a | way like |

wind, 71 7 And | leaves re 1 penting | Folly | far be | hind. 7

111 Now, y now she meets you | 7 with a glorious /

prize, 71 7 And I spreads her | locks be | fore you | 7 as she |

flies. 7 111 7 Had | thus old | David, | 7 from whose | loins 1

you | spring, 71 Not 7 | dar'd, 7 | 7 when | Fortune | callid ? | him, 717 to be king, 7 |

1 7 At | Gath, 7 | 7 an exile | he might still 7 | 7

| main, 71 7 And | Heaven's anointing oil, 7 | 7 had been in

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| vain. 7|11 Let his successful | youth 7 | 7 your hopes en

gage, 7 | 7 Bút | shun | 7 the ex | ample 1 7 of declining |

age; 711 7 Be | hold him | setting | 7 in his / western / skies,

71 7 The shadows | lengthening, | 7 as the | vapours

| rise. 7111

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He is not | now ? | as when on | Jordan's / sand

7 The I joyful | people throng'd to | see him 1

land, Covering the beach, 7 | 7 and | blackening | all the

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| strand; 7111 But 7 | like the prince of | angels, 7 1 7 from his

height, 71 | Comes 7 | tumbling | downward, | 7 with di / min

ish'd | light, 711 7 Be | tray'd by one 7 | poor 9 | plot | 7 to | pub

ng lic | scorn! 71 7 (Our | only | blessing 1 7 since his / curs'd re |

turn!) 7111 Those | heaps of people, | 7 which one 7 | sheaf 7

1 | did 7 | bind, 7 | Blown 7 | off, and | scatter'd | 9 by a puff of |

wind. 711 What | strength I can he, 1 7 to your de / signs op |

pose, 71 Naked of friends, 7 | 7 and round be set with

foes? 711 7 If | Pharaoh's | doubtful | succour 1 7 he should |

use, 71 7 A | foreign / aid | 7 would more in | cense the

| Jews : 711 Proud 7 | Egypt | 7 would dis / sembled | friendship

| bring, 71 7 Fo I ment the / war, 7 1 7 but not sup / port the

1 king: 711

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Nor would the royal | party | l'ečer u nite 7 | 7 With | Pharaoh's | arms, 7 1 7 to as / sist the / Je

busite ; | | Or if they / should, 717 their | interest | soon

would l: break, 7 | 1 And with such | odious | aid, 7 17. make | David |

weak. 711 All 7 | sorts of men, 917 by I my successful |

1 arts, 7 ) l 17 Ab 1 horring | kings, 117 es li trange their |

alter'd hearts: 7 From | David's rule : 11 7 and | 'tis their | gene

ral | cry, 7 | 7 Re | ligion, | | Commonwealth, 1 7 and | Liberty!

III 7 If | you, 7 | 7 as champion of the fi public | good,

Add to their | arms, 7 1 7 a | chief of royal blood,

ale What may not | Israel | hope, 7 17 and | what ap 1

plause 7 | ar Might | such a general I gain, 71 | 7 by such a |

cause !711 Not 7 | barren | praise 7 | 7a | lone, 7| that: gaudy

flower, 71 Fair | only to the I sight, 1 7 but | solid | power; / 1:7 And nobler | 7. is a | limited com | mand, 7|| | Giv'n by the love of all your native land, 7 |

. | Than a successive | 'title, ! | long and | dark, 7 Drawn from the | mouldy | rolls 7 17 of | Noah's |

ark. 111

APOSTROPHE TO LIGHT.

MILTON.

Hail holy Light, offspring of Heav'n first born,

Or of the Eternal co-eternal beam,
May I express thee unblam'd? Since God is light,
And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,

Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Or hears't thou rather, pure etherial stream,
Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun,
Before the Heav'ns thou, wert, and at the voice
Of God as with a mantle, didst invest
The rising world of waters dark and deep,

Won from the void and formless infinite.
Thee I revisit now with bolder wing,
Escap'd the Stygian pool, though long detain'd
In that obscure sojourn while in my flight
Through utter and through middle darkness borne,
With other notes than to the Orphean lyre
I sung of chaos and eternal night,
Taught by the heavenly Muse to venture down

hill,

The dark descent and up to re-ascend,
Though hard and rare; thee I revisit safe
And feel thy sov'reign vital lamp; but thou
Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain
To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn;
So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs
Or dim suffusion veil'd. Yet not the more
Cease I to wander where the muses haunt,
Clear spring or shady grove, or sunny

Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief
Thee Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath
That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow,

Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two equall'd with me in fate,

So were I equall'd with them in renown,

Blind Thamyris, and blind Mæonides, And Tyresias and Phineus, prophets old Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid

Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day or the sweet approach of ev'n and morn; Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;

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