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WE to JEHOVAH's altar bring
The incense of these pious lays; May he inspire us, while we sing His greatness, and his goodness praise.
But how shall we exalt his name,
And fashion'd all things out of naught?
Who, 'midst the realm of ancient night,
Celestial hosts of cherubs, say,
Attendants on his awful nod! How issu'd forth the dawning day, Refulgent shadow of the God?
Rais'd with stupendous arch, the skies
Widely their azure mantle spread; On sable wings the tempest flies, New risen from the liquid bed.
The marshall'd waves with headlong course
And rally their divided force,
Nocturnal lamps, their measur'd round
Now leading, radiant blessings shed; With dignity unrivall'd crown'd,
The sun, just lighted, rears his head.
Unbrooded flocks in ether play,
The deep enliven'd shines in scales; There infant eagles brave the day, Here drops commence enormous whales,
But O! what numbers shall we find
His scheme epitomiz'd in man:
Resemblance of himself imprest,
Ye glorious works of heav'n and earth,
CHARACTER OF THE FAIR SEX.
THROUGH many a land and clime a ranger,
To stranger's ills a constant prey.
While steering thus my course precarious,
Alive to ev'ry tender feeling,
To deeds of mercy always prone,
No proud delay, no dark suspicion,
Taints the free bounty of their heart!
Form'd in benevolence of nature,
Obliging, modest, gay, and mild, Woman's the same endearing creature, In courtly town, or savage wild.
When parch'd with thirst, with hunger wasted,
Her courteous looks, her words caressing,
EPIGRAM ON A LAME BEGGAR.
AM unable, yonder beggar cries,
TO A YOUNG LADY,
WITH A NOSEGAY.
THOU canst not steal the roses bloom
To decorate thy face;
But the sweet blush of modesty
These violets scent the distant gale,
So rising worth new merit gains,
Nor wilt thou e'er that lily's white
Now, in the op'ning spring of life,
This nosegay in thy bosom plac'd,
For soon its brightest tints shall fade, And all its sweets decay.