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With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love
That plann'd, and built., and still upholds a world
So cloath'd with beauty for rebellious man?
Yesye may fill your garners, ye that reap
The loaded soil, and ye may waste much good
In senseless riot; but ye will not find,
In feast or in the chace, in song or dance,
A liberty like his, who, unimpeach'd
Of usurpation, and to no man's wrong,
Appropriates nature as his Father's work,
And has a richer use of

yours
than

you.
He is indeed a freeman ; free by birth
Of no mean plånn'd city, or e'er the hills
Were built, the fountains operi'd, or the sea
With all his roaring multitude of waves.
His freedom is the fame in every state,
And no condition of his changeful life,
So manifold in cares, whofe ev'ry day
Brings its own evil with it, makes it lets:
For he has wings that neither fickness, pain,
Nor penury, can cripple or confine ;
No nook fo narrow but he spreads them there
With ease, and is at large. Th' oppreffor holds
His body bound, but knows not what a range
His spirit takes, unconscious of a chain ;
And that to bind him is a vain attempt,
Whom God delights in, and in whom he dwells.
Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldt tafte

His works. Admitted once to his embrace,
Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before ;
Thine eye shall be instructed, and thine heart
Made pure, shall relish with divine delight,
Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.
Brutes graze the mountain-top with façes prone,
And eyes intent upon the scanty herb
It yields them; or recumbent on its brow,
Ruminate, heedless of the scene outspread
Beneath, beyond, and stretching far away
From inland regions to the distant main.
Man views it and admires, but rests content
With what he views. The landscape has his praise,
But not its Author. Unconcern'd who form'd
The paradise he sees, he finds it such,
And fuch well-pleas'd to find it, asks no more.
Not fo the mind that has been touch'd from Heav'n,
And in the school of sacred wisdom taught
To read his wonders, in whose thought the world,
Fair as it is, exifted e'er it was :
Not so for his own sake merely, but for his
Much more who fashion 'd it, he gives it praise ;
Praise that, from earth resulting, as it ought,
To earth's acknowledg'd Sovereign, finds at once
Its only just proprietor in Him.
The soul that sees him, or receives sublim'd
New faculties, or learns at least t' employ
More worthily the pow'rs she owa'd before,

With worthy thoughts of that unwearied love
That plann'd, and built., and still upholds a world
So cloath'd with beauty for rebellious man?
Yesye may fill your garners, ye that reap
The loaded soil, and ye may waste much good
In senseless riot; but ye will not find,
In feast or in the chace, in song or dance,
A liberty like his, who, unimpeach'd
Of usurpation, and to no man's wrong,
Appropriates nature as his Father's work,
And has a richer use of yours than you.
He is indeed a freeman ; free by birth
Of no mean plann'd city, or e'er the hills
Were built, the fountains open’d, or the sea
With all his roaring multitude of waves.
His freedom is the fame in every state,
And no condition of his changeful life,
So manifold in cares, whofe ev'ry day
Brings its own evil with it, makes it less :
For he has wings that neither fickness, pain,
Nor penury, can cripple or confine ;
No nook so narrow but he spreads them there
With ease, and is at large. . Th' oppreffor holds
His body bound, but knows not what a range
His spirit takes, unconscious of a chain ;
And that to bind him is a vain attempt,
Whom God delights in, and in whom he dwells.
Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste

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His works. Admitted once to his embrace,
Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before ;
Thine eye shall be instructed, and thine heart
Made pure, shall relish with divine delight,
Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.
Brutes graze the mountain-top with faces prone,
And eyes intent upon the scanty herb
It yields them; or recumbent on its brow,
Ruminate, heedless of the scene outspread
Beneath, beyond, and stretching far away
From inland regions to the distant main.
Man views it and admires, but rests content
With what he views. The landscape has his praisc,
But not its Author. Unconcern'd who form'd
The paradise he sees, he finds it such,
And such well-pleas'd to find it, asks no more.
Not so the mind that has been touch'd from Heay'n,
And in the school of sacred wisdom taught
To read his wonders, in whose thought the world,
Fair as it is, exifted e'er it was :
Not so for his own sake merely, but for his
Much more who fashion 'd it, he gives it praise ;
Praise that, from earth resulting, as it ought,
To earth's acknowledg’d Sovereign, finds at once
Its only just proprietor in Him.
The soul that sees him, or receives sublim'd
New faculties, or learns at least t' employ
More worthily the pow'rs she owa'd before,

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Discerns in all things, what with stupid gaze
Of ignorance till then she overlook'd,
л ray of heavn'ly light gilding all forms
Terrestrial, in the vast and the minute,
The unambiguous footsteps of the God
Who gives its luftre to an insects wing,
And wheels his thione upon the rolling worlds.
Much conversant with Heav'n, he often holds
With those fair ministers of light to man,
That fill the skies nightly with silent pomp,
Sweet conference; enquires what strains were they
With which Heav'n rang, when ev'ry star, in haste
To gratulare the new created earth,
Sent forth a voice, and all the sons of God
Shouted for joy" Tell me, ye shining hosts,
" That navigate a fea that knows no storms,
« Beneath a vault unsullied with a cloud,
" If from your elevation, whence ye view
Diftinctly fcenes invisible to man,

And systems, of whose birth no tidings get
" Have reach'd this nether world, ye spy a race
6. Favour'd as ours, transgressors from the womb,
« And hafting to a grave, yet doom'd to rise,
" And to poffefs a brighter heav'n than yours?
“ As one who, long detain’d on foreign shores,
“ Pants to return, and when he sees afar
“ His country's weather-bleach'd and batter'd rocks
“ From the green wave emerging, darts an eye
“Radiant with joy towards the happy land.

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