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View thy own World: Behold the Chain of Love Combining all below, and all above. See, lifelefs Matter moving to one End, The fingle Atoms each to other tend, Attract, attracted to, the next in place, By Nature form'd its Neighbour to embrace. Behold it next, with various Life endu❜d, Prefs to one Centre ftill, the Gen'ral Good. See dying Vegetables Life sustain, See Life diffolving vegetatę again. All Forms that perifh other Forms fupply, By turns they catch the vital Breath, and die; Like Bubbles on the Sea of Matter born, They rife, they break, and to that Sea return. Nothing is foreign: Parts relate to Whole: One All-extending, All-preferving Soul Connects all Being, greatest with the least ; Made Beat in Aid of Man, and Man of Beaft: Each ferv'd, and ferving; nothing ftands alone; 25 The Chain holds. on, and where it ends, unknown!
Has God, thou Fool! work'd folely for thy Good, Thy Joy, thy Paftime, thy Attire, thy Food?
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Who for thy Table feeds the wanton Fawn,
Know, Nature's Children all divide her Care ; The Furr that warms a Monarch, warm'd a Bear. While Man exclaims, fee all Things for my Ufe! See Man for mine, replies a pamper'd Goofe: What care to tend, to lodge, to cram, to treat him; All this he knew; but not that 'twas to eat him.
As far as Goofe could judge, he' reason'd' right, But as to Man, miftook the Matter quite:
And just as fhort of Reafon, Man will fall,
Grant, that the Pow'rful still the Weak controul, Be Man the Wit and Tyrant of the Whole. NATURE that Tyrant checks; He only knows And feels, another Creature's Wants and Woes. Say, will the Falcon ftooping from above, Smit with her varying Plumage, fpare the Dove?. Admires the Jay the Infect's gilded. Wings, Or hears the Hawk, when Philomela fings? Man cares for All: To Birds he gives his Woods, To Beafts his Paftures, and to Fifh his Floods, For fome, his Int'reft prompts him to provide, For more, his Pleasure, yet for more his Pride : All feed on one vain Patron, and enjoy Th' extenfive Blefling of his Luxury. That very Life his learned Hunger craves He faves from Famine, from the Savage faves: Nay, feafts the Animal he dooms his Feaft, And 'till he ends the Being, makes it bleft. The favour'd Man, by Touch Etherial flain, Not lefs forefees the Stroke, or feels the Pain.j
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The Creature had his Feaft of Life before;
To each unthinking Being Heav'n a Friend,
Whether with Reafon, or with Inftinct blest,
Cares not for Service, or but ferves when prest;
See then the acting and comparing Pow'rs,
Who taught the Nations of the Field and Wood,
Who forms the Phalanx, and who points the Way?
And Creature link'd to Creature, Man to Man.