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And, fpite of all thy rules,

The wife in ev'ry age conclude

Thy fairest profpects, rightly view'd,

The Paradife of Fools.

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The gamefter's hope when doom'd to lofe,
The joys of wine, the wanton's vows,

The faithlefs calm at fea,

The courtier's word, the croud's applause,

The Jefuit's faith, the fenfe of laws,

Are not more falfe than thee.

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Bleft he! who fees, without furprize,

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The various fyftems fall and rife,

And shifts the fickle gale;

While all their utmoft force exert,

To wound the foe's unguarded part,

And all alike prevail,

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And deeds of mortal wrath;

When cranes and pygmies glory fought,
And in the fields of ather fought,

With mutual wounds and death.

XII.

Let Logic's fons, mechanic throng!

Their fyllogiftic war prolong,

And reason's empire boast: Infhrin'd in deep congenial gloom, Eternal wrangling be their doom,

To truth and nature loft!

XIII.

Amus'd by fancy's fleeting fire,

Let *MALEBRANCHE ftill for Truth inquire,

And rack his aching fight:

While the coy goddess wings her way,

To scenes of uncreated day,

Abforb'd in dazzling light.

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* He thought the medium, by which fenfible perceptions were conveyed to us, was God; in whofe effence truth was feen, as in a mirror.

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With firmer step and graver guise,

Whilst *LOCKE in conscious triumph tries

Her dwelling to explore;

Swift the eludes his ardent chace,

A fhadow courts his fond embrace,

Which +HOBBES carefs'd before.

XV.

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Let ‡DODWELL with the Fathers join,

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To strip of energy divine

The heav'n-defcended foul;

The test of fenfe let || BERKLEY fcorn,

And both on borrow'd pinions borne,

Annihilate the whole.

XVI.

In Academic vales retir'd,

With PLATO's love and beauty fir'd,

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*His account of virtue differs not much from that of the Leviathan.

† Author of the last-mentioned piece; who denied the di ftinction between vice and virtue, and affirmed power and right to be the fame.

He attempted to prove the Natural Mortality of the Soul, and quoted the Fathers in favour of his opinion.

Author of Dialogues on the Non-existence of Matter.

My

My steps let candour guide;

By tenets vain unprepoffeft,

Those lawless tyrants of the breast,

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Offspring of zeal and pride!

XVII.

Or, while thro' nature's walks I ftray,
Would Truth's bright fource emit one ray,

And all my foul inflame;

Creation, and her bounteous laws,

Her order fix'd, her glorious cause,

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To Mrs. R

On the Death of a promifing INFANT.

W

An O D E,

I.

HILE, touch'd with all thy tender pain,

The mufes breathe a mournful ftrain,

O! lift thy languid eye!

O! deign a calm aufpicious ear;

The muse shall yield thee tear for tear,
And mingle figh with figh.

II.

Not for the Thracian bard, whofe lyre

Could rocks and woods with foul inspire, din

By jealous fury flain,

While murm'ring on his trembling tongue
EURYDICE imperfect hung,

The nine could more complain.

III.

Ah! fay, harmonious fifters, fay;

When swift, to pierce the lovely prey,

Fate took its cruel aim;

When languish'd ev'ry tender grace,
Each op'ning bloom that ting'd his face,
And pangs convuls'd his frame:

IV.

Say, could no fong of melting woe,

Revoke the keen determin'd blow,

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