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That man must daily wiser grow,mo pace alone
Whose search is bent himself to know:ne
He tries his strength before the race,
And never seeks his own disgrace among
Thus, conscious of his own defect,
Are pride and self-importance check'd.
buran sa & ad monk.. Of all the fools that pride can boast, A coxcomb claims distinction most. Coxcombs are of all ranks and kind, They're not to sex or age confin'd, Or rich, or poor, or great or small; And vanity besots 'em all.
By ignorance is pride increas'd;
Those most assume who know the least
The man of pure and simple heart
Through life disdains a double part:
He never needs the screen of liesm
His inward bosom to disguise.a
So shines his light before mankind,
His actions prove
his honest mind.
Unbrib'd, unaw'd, he dares impart
The honest dictates of his heart.
SUT 20 392
From kings to coblers 'tis the same,
Bad servants wound their master's fame.
Have you a friend (look round and spy)
So fond, so prepossess'd as I?
Your faults, so obvious to mankind,
My partial eyes could never find.
Was I e'er known to damp your spirit,
Or twit you with the want of merit ?
Look round, and see what others do.
Would you be rich and honest too?
Or were you dignified with pow'r, in at Would that avert one pensive hour?
Saucy Is happiness your point in view? (I mean th'intrinsic and the true); sent 307 She nor in camps or courts resides, Nor in the humble cottage hides;
Yet found alike in ev'ry sphere;adis vähä
Who finds content,, will find her there.
Be justice, then, your sole pursuit,
Plant virtue, and content's the fruit.
y mor etar med NATIVE COUNTRY."
Hail, happy land, whose fertile grounds:** The liquid fence of Neptune boundsypy 560)
By bounteous nature set apart,
The seat of industry and art.
Whenever neighb'ring states contend,
'Tis thine to be the gen'ral friend.
Who's born for sloth? To some we find
The ploughshare's annual toil assigned;
Some at the sounding anvil glow;
Some the swift-sliding shuttle throw;
Some, studious of the wind and tide,
From pole to pole our commerce guide;
While some, of genius more refined,
With head and tongue assist mankind :
In ev'ry rank, or great or small,
'Tis industry supports us all.
Begin, my friend, in early youth
To suffer, nay, encourage truth;
The tree's distinguish'd by the fruit;
Be virtue then your first pursuit:
Set your great ancestors in view,
Like them deserve a title too;
Like them ignoble actions scorn:
Let virtue prove you greatly born.-
By birth the name alone descends;
Your honour on yourself depends.
If you degenerate from your race,
Their merits heighten your disgrace.
Were you to schemes of bus'ness bred,
Did you the paths of learning tread,.
Your hours, your days would fly too fast;
You'd then regret the minute past.
For time, when truly understood,'
Is the most precious earthly good.
Trust not to that.-Act you your part;
Imprint just morals on their heart;
Impartially their talents scan;
Just education forms the man.
But parents, to their offspring blind,
Consult nor parts nor turn of mind:
And ev'n in infancy decree
What this, what t'other son shall be.
Had you with judgment weigh'd the case,
Their genius then had fix'd their place.
Consider man in every sphere;
Then tell me, is your lot severe ?
'Tis murmur, discontent, distrust,
That makes you wretched. God is just.
Canst thou discern another's mind?
What is't you envy? Envy's blind.
Tell Envy, when she would annoy,
That thousands want what you enjoy.
How false we judge by what appears!
All creatures feel their sev'ral cares.
How weak, how vain is human pride!
Dares man upon himself confide?
The wretch, who glories in his gain,od To
Amasses heaps on heaps in vain. ad hor
Can those (when tortur'd by disease)mit
Cheer our sick heart, or purchase ease?
Can they prolong one gasp of breath,
Or calm the troubled hour of death ?
Consider, man; weigh well thy frame;
The king, the beggar is the same.
Dust form'd us all. Each breathes his day,
Then sinks into his native clay.
The prince who kept the world in awe,
The judge whose dictate fix'd the law,
The rich, the poor, the great, the small,
Are levell'd.-Death confounds them all.
The only true and real good
Of man was never vermin's food. 'Tis seated in th' immortal mind; Virtue distinguishes mankind.
A SOUL immortal, spending all her fires,
Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness,
Thrown into tumult, raptur'd or alarm'd, CH
At aught this scene can threaten or indulge,
Resembles ocean into tempest wrought,
To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.