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Rais'd, as ancient prophets were,
Go, fearch among your idle dreams,
A PARAPHRASE ON 1 CORINTHIANS Xllk
Bid fweeter sounds adorn my flowing tongue,
Charity, decent, modest, eafy, kind,
lays the rough paths pf peevilh nature even, And opens in each heart a little heaven.
Each other gift, which God on man beftows, Its proper bounds and due restriction knows; , To one sixt purpofe dedicates its pow'r, And sinifhing its act, exists no more. Thus, in obedience to what Heav'n decrees, Knowledge fhall fail, and prophecy shall ceafc: But lastiog Charity's more ample fway, Nor bound by time, nor fubject to decay, In happy triumph ihnll for ever live, And endlefs good dissufe, and endlefs praife receive.
As through the artist\ intervening glafs,
Eut foon it$ mediate clouds lhall be difpell'd:
Thy office and thy nature still the fame,
ITr always has been thought difcrete,
To know the company you meet;
And fure there may be fecret danger,
In talking much before a stranger.
"Agreed—what then?" Then drink your ale
I'll pledge you, and repeat my tale.
No matter where the fcene is nxt: The perfons were but oddly niixt • When fober Damon thus began (And Damon is a clever man :) "I now grow old; but still, from youth, 4' Have held for Modesty and Truth. '' The men, who by thefe fea-marks steer, "In life's great voyage never err; ** Upon this point I dare defy 4t The world. I paufe for a reply.''
* Sir, either is a good alsistant,* Said one who fat a little distant:
* Truth decks our fpeeches and our books J
* And Modesty adorns our looks:
'But farther progrefs we must take:
* Not only born to look aud fpeak:
* The man must act. The Stagy rite
* Says thus, and fays extremely right: 'Strict justice is the fovereign guide,
* That o'er our actions lhould preside;
* This Queen of virtues is contest
* To regulate and bind the rest.
* Thrice happy if you once can sind
* Her equal balance poife your mind;
* All disserent graces foon will enter,
'Like lines concurrent to their centre.'
'Twas thus, in lhort, thefe two went on, With Yea and Nay, and Pro and CON, Through many points divinely dark, And Waterland assaulting Clarke; Till, In theology half lost, Damon took up the Evening-Post; Confounded Spam, compos'd the North, And deep in politics held forth.
"Mcthinks we're in the like condition, *' As at the Treaty of Partition: "That stoke, for all King William's care, '' Begat another tedious war. "Matthew, who knew the whole intrigue, "Ne'er much approv'd that mystic league: "In the vile Utrecht Treaty too, '* Poor man! he found enough to do. "Sometimes to me he did apply; "But down-right Dunstable was I, •* And told him where they were mistaken; "And counfel'd him to fave his bacon; w But (pafs his politics and profe) l' I never herded w ith his foes $